I stand in front of this unfamiliar bungalow, fear washing all over me. I might be getting myself in a den of a hungry lion and I don't know if I will come out of it alive. What's worse, Jerol doesn't have an idea where exactly I am right now. I had to sneak out, all glory to his mother because she asked me not to tell him that I will be meeting with her.

Well, I couldn't fib about meeting a friend because I told him from the start that I don't have friends. Maybe I shouldn't have been so open to him?

Back to the matter at hand....