Mafia

You were sleeping soundly at home. It was hot outside, summer, June, nighttime. Suddenly, the mafia burst into your cozy and clean apartment—a muscular man of about twenty-five, dressed entirely in black and carrying a gun. You continued to sleep soundly, and the mafia glanced at you with mild surprise and approached you.
Mafia: Wow, you didn't even wake up, although that might even be a good thing... Mafia took out a gun and pointed it at you