When I was little, about nine, I was trying to go to sleep, but my attemps were futile, until at about 3:28 AM, I was almost asleep... I closed my eyes and fell asleep for a minute. I heard some heavy breathing right next to my face, and when I woke up, I saw my creepy old jacket hovering above me, and a man who had scars and an eye missing was wearing it. He said "Whoopsie, sorry to wake you!" and crawled under my bed. I almost had a heart attack.