So, I walk out of my room to go to the bathroom right, and on my way there, I see this box on the ground. Only thing is, at first glance it looked like a guy facing away from me wearing a white t-shirt, black pants and had black hair. So, go barely looking at it and seeing that "guy" I decide to freak the fuck out. So, I start to run, but ends up tripping on my feet and smashing my face into the door frame to the bathroom. So, still freaking out, and my face now hurting a lot, I slip backwards and smash my skull into the floor. Now, writhing in pain on the ground, I curl into a ball and hold my face and my head at the same time and start rolling back and forth. So, here I am, on the ground writhing in pain, freaking the fuck out over a box guy, and having to pee like a mother fucker at 4:20 AM in the morning. After I gather myself up and come to my senses, I see it was only a box and relax. Then I go to the bathroom and as I'm walking back to my room, this vacuum cleaner decides to be a freaky little kid, and I repeat the whole thing again. This has been my morning so far. Yay.