Your door opens slightly...You feel a rush of panic, but you figure that it's just your dog entering you room. She loves to curl up next to your bed, after all. Then you hear rustling from downstairs...you feel a rush of panic, but you figure it's just your mother. "Late night cleaning, eh, mom?" What a spaz... she always does this. You hear banging in the room right next to you, you feel a rush of panic, but you figure it's just your sister. "Heh, probably arranging her dumb shoe collection again", you think to yourself. She always does this...