It is a cold, winter night as you find yourself outside. You are wearing a black, heavy jacket as you approach the side of a nearby house, taking your time to Jimmy the window open as you crawl inside.

The house is spectacular, there are expensive tapestries all over the place. Eagerly, you begin your work as you shove whatever you can carry into a sack. A moment of zealousness spells the end of your game as you knock over a book off of it shelf, slamming into the wooden floor.

You hear a set of feet from upstairs as they begin making their way down towards you. You have but mere moments to react and come up with a plan.