(Cover by me!) A man mourning a tragic death copes with cigarettes and booze. Contemplating suicide. This night is like any other night, more liquor, more cigarettes. The man goes to bed oblivious of what lurks outside of his home...and oblivious to his fate. He hears sounds...an animal? A person? A homeless crack addict? Or simply a prankster? Voices, laughing, crying and breathing is all he hears when he steps outside. Is it all in his mind? Or are there shadows that talk?