As you lay in your bed staring out your window you swear you hear a noise outside. You think to yourself "It's nothing" as you're on the second floor. ~Ticka~Ticka~Ticka~Ticka~ You hear something scurry up the wall outside your window. You slowly turn towards the window, hiding under your blanket only to be met by a gruesome smile.

Pulling it's cheeks back into a smile, It just sits there, menacingly, waiting for you to respond, it's face pressed against the glass.