Hilda pressed the doorbell a few times before the door swung open automatically. Pushing through the main gate, she entered Linux' front yard. The French windows were dark and bleak as if no one was home. But after taking a couple of steps, the house lit up and Linux came out of his workroom.

He opened the door to let her in. "Hilda, what brings you here?"

She looked at him still dressed in his work attire and guessed, "You're still working at this hour?"

"Yeah."

When he saw the injuries on her lips and neck, he inquired, "What happened to you?"

Without hesitating, she answered, "I went out for...