Both day and night, married women are being targeted. Though their consciousness is hazy, they become aware of hands touching their bodies, gradually succumbing to men's advances. The sight of a woman sleeping in a bar unconsciously tempts mischievous acts. Time and place mean nothing—only the impulse to possess you matters. In the quiet of night, a shadow creeps closer to where you sleep. Even if you notice, it won't stop. That sensation tightens your chest with dread.