Gentle snoring emits from Toasty's sleeping form. The door creaks slowly open, the change in air pressure causing the man to move subconsciously but not waking from his slumber.
The cold light spills through the small crack in the curtains, catching the smooth edge of the knife, reflecting menacingly in the dark. The killer stalks his way towards the bed, the floor creaking lightly under his weight.
The knife plunges into Toasty's back, the blood spilling over and dying the covers a deep red colour. In his last waking moments his eyes shudder open, catching a glimpse of the killers face, burning his features into the short memory Toasty has left.
As the last of the life drains from him, the killer wipes the blood off with the t-shirt left lying next to the bed, before disappearing into the night once more.