Invisible people with guns!

Waking up on your on accord is such bliss. For me often a novelty. On Monday morning, I was awakened by an elderly, yet feisty, woman holding a flash light. Bursting through my door with such gusto you would of expected a roaring tiger at her heels. Glancing up at the clock lost...2:13am???? Ughhhhh. Not my most formidable time, "What"--I replied anxious to get over this hurdle & back to sleep. "Where's your mother?" "Are you kidding me, you woke me up for this?" Come, look  how did these people get in here? What people?" They are in the kitchen, look at them eating, the big one has a knife." WHAT? "Go to bed!" She shuffles out. I hear her moving back in forth, in and out of her room, inspecting I guess. I go out to investigate....this little old lady is aiming her flash light at the "people" at our table. Dagger-ing it as if its a sword? "Look, there is no one there" I explain, as I turn on the lights to the kitchen.  "Well, they just ran to living room." Trying not to belittle her, cause she is indeed frightened...come on; off to bed you go. No one is there, walking to her bedroom all the while taking glances behind her. She whispers,"the little one had a gun!" Be careful." Finally in my bed, look up at the clock 4:36am ...ughhh  This is my life!