After a long night of hard work, a man finally came home. It was raining outside with thunder striking, on and off. Cars splashing the water. And a full moon night. People at the man's work said that it was the biggest, brightest full moon. So bright, that the streets could have been seen crystal clear. They also said that tonight at 3:03 was going to be the devil's night. But the man shrugged all of that off, as he had a lot of work to do. After working and working and working the man decided to think about the words of his coworkers. The thought maybe they were right after all what if it was the devil's night. He thought to himself I live alone, but why would somebody want to kill me?