In the gloom of midnight, a shadow moved. The rain pounded against the window. A sudden gust sent the curtains dancing. The figure crept closer to the bed. A hand reached out, holding a cold, sharp blade. The victim stirred, groaning softly. The blade descended, but the figure hesitated. A faint light flickered, casting eerie shadows on the wall. The rain stopped, leaving only silence. The figure turned, disappearing into the night. The victim, unaware, breathed deeply, dreaming of safer times.