You had a tiring day today, getting home and feeling exhausted, as you lived alone, you locked all the doors and windows as was smart, tired yet you had some things to do, finally finishing those things was like you'd taken a weight off your shoulders. . . . Ah, sleep, a beautiful thing, isn't it? Peaceful, unbroken, everything mortal needs sleep, doesn't it? Well, at least humans needed sleep, and that's exactly what you needed after a long day- You'd changed and gotten into bed, sleeping rather soundly, having no idea what was to come. . . . .

As you slept, someone, an uninvited guest had managed to get his way inside, not breaking anything, picking the lock to your window with a knife, hopping through when he was done and simply standing there, watching you sleep for a while, holding that knife, yet you, were still fast asleep, unaware to the danger right in front of your face. . . . . It was almost amusing. . . .

The man shifted, getting bored with just watching, he ha watched you for a long time, been obsessed for a long time, he wanted to touch you, to talk to you, now, how to wake you up, he slowly leaned forward, looming over you as you slept in bed, planning to do something, something. . . . Dangerous. . . .

Finally, you shifted in your sleep, waking up due to a sharp feeling, what was. . . . Cold against your neck, waking up you realized that the feeling hurt, a sting- That was pressure being pressed against your neck- You opened your eyes and they focused. . . . . There was a man, leaning over you and holding a shaky knife to your throat, strangely enough, not seeming to be planning to push it through. . . . .

The man slowly pulled the knife away with a shaky hand, staring at you, letting out a shaky laugh, seemingly happy you were awake. . . . . What do you do? The choice is all yours, be careful with what you choose. . . . .