My dad worked nights when i was a kid, and because of this, my mom always slept with a gun on the nightstand next to her. Not something i would do, but this was her... not me.
I woke up in the night, and decided to go into my mom's room (i was 6 or 7). I thumped along the hallway, and opened my mom's door and stood there in the pitch black trying to adjust my eyes to see where i was going.
I then heard my mom stirring and she called out my sister's name, then called out my granny's name.. she never said my name, so I remained standing there silently. In the next instant, i reached for the light switch, cos i still couldnt see where i was walking, and as the light went on, i saw my mom sitting up in bed, pointing the gun at me!!
Looking around you in the room, how many IKEA pieces can you see?