Alice is stretched out on the bed, listening to some shitty music her husband hates, headphones clamped to her head. She is in semi-darkness, looking up towards the ceiling. Her eyes perceive a shadow, and she thinks to herself, ‘Interesting. Will I play along?’ She cannot hear anything but the boogie. The shadow moves closer to her bed. Hands rest on the edge of the mattress, alerting her to a nearby presence. Alice feel...