As the night wore on, the sounds of giggles and whispers filled the room. The girls were having the time of their lives, laughing and chatting as they stayed up late for a slumber party. But unbeknownst to them, a quiet observer was watching from the shadows. A man, dressed in darkness, had slipped through the crack in the window and crept inside. He moved silently, his eyes scanning the room, taking in the pajama-clad girls sleeping peacefully on the floor. The man's eyes lingered on each face, taking in their innocence and youth. As the night wore on, the man grew restless, his gaze drifting from face to face. He knew he shouldn't be there, but he couldn't help himself. Eventually, he slipped back out the window, leaving the sleeping girls behind. The next morning, they awoke to find the front door open, but none of them suspected a thing.