I continued to stare at the ceiling heading towards the kitchen, almost missing a step, falling onto my face by the strange sound. Quickly, I caught myself in time. Francine turned around immediately as she sensed me entering the kitchen and went back to finish preparing dinner.

"Is everything alright?" she asked me; while she stirs the food in the pot.

"Yes," I answered her softly; lying to her.

Telling her what Apollo had called me to do; would be a total waste of time; for she could not save me. All she could do was to show her sympathy. I removed my eyes from Francine and started to worry...