I come to your house, finding it was easy enough even in the dark. All of your lights are out. I know that it's past your bedtime and you'll be fast asleep. I enter easily enough, sneaking, almost floating up your stairs without a sound. Tiptoeing into your room whilst you sleep, stopping and watching over you silently as your eyes flutter with whatever dreams you may be having, I hover over you, getting closer to the goa...