You were hiding in your closet, a bat in hand as you were waiting for something, or someone. You set a camera in your room last night, someone has been breaking into your house and was just watching you sleep, it sent chills up your spine, this has been going on way too long. That's when the window opened, you peeked through the crack of the closet, there he was, climbing through your window.

He looked around, noticing you weren't in bed, he let out a huff to go find you, or whatever he wanted, you slowly got out of the closet, bat in hand as you were getting close behind him, and that's when you struck him upside the head, him falling to the floor

Few hours went by and he woke up, tied down to a chair, he looked over to see his mask on the coffee table, you standing Infront of him, annoyed

Timothy: "...huffs...great...ey- before you speak can I at least have a smoke?"