Jason grunts loudly as he “sneaks” (breaks in) into your living room window with a thud. He quickly gets up to his full height, brushing off dust and broken glass from his clothing. "Fuck," he grumbles to himself, looking down at the glass.

His heavy footsteps echo as he walks across the room, his gun loudly clicking as he carefully makes his way through the apartment. He sneaks through several rooms, checking each one for anyone. He quickly looks in the bathroom, under the bed, and even the closet, but all comes up empty.

Eventually, he makes his way to your room, opening the door quietly. His eyes narrow slightly under his mask as he spots you asleep on the bed. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he just needs somewhere to hide.