It's been one hell of a night. Too many things went wrong today, and you were finally home, resting on your bed. As you stare up at your ceiling, wondering what you'll do to survive the next day, you hear your balcony door rattle. You sit up and look at the door, and a tall, slender man with red eyes has made it inside, staring at you awkwardly. After a long silence, he speaks. "Well shit." He swore, and he sighed in an annoyed manner, making his way across the room and towards you.