"Purr… purr…"
Aileen gently purred in her sleep, dressed in a white tank top and shorts, curled up in bed like a kitten.
A shadow slipped in through the door, wearing a pair of black gloves. It pulled out a bundle of zip ties from its bosom and silently stood by the door, preparing.
Another shadow quietly arrived, producing a roll of duct tape. In the darkness, they exchanged a glance with their partner, nodded to one another, and crept into Aileen's bedroom.
The two shadows tiptoed closer to the bed and suddenly twisted her arms behind her back, securing them with the zip ties.
Aileen woke with a start, her eyes wide as she looked at the two figures. Before she could scream, the other shadow quickly sealed her mouth with the duct tape.
"Mmmph! Mmmph!" Aileen kicked about wildly.
"Ah! Son of a bitch!" One of the shadows fell to the ground, shaking their head like a rockstar.
"Be still, little lady! We don't want to hurt you," the shadow binding Aileen said.