It knocks on your window, louder until rousing you from your sleep. You see it, two holes where eyes should be. A wide smile. It let's out a raspy, emotionless voice,"You... will... not... survive... the night..." You can't move, you're petrified. Its long, arms with bony fingers, tap on the window. Its voice shifts to your mothers,"Honey, please open the window for your dear old mother?" It begins to let out a piercing shriek. "LET ME IN SO I CAN RIP THE EYES OUT OF YOUR SKULL...!"