Rose, don't, sit here, I'll go myself.

- Baby, you're scaring me.

I know I should stay calm.

Getting up from the chair, I noticed for myself, a cast-iron ladle.

I need something heavy, just in case.

I understand how I look in the eyes of this nice woman, but I can’t help myself.

-Just in case.

I decided to justify myself, it didn’t really work out, because she was already looking at me with a hint of skepticism.

Leaving the kitchen and closing the door behind me, I carefully sneaked down the hallway.

Quiet, like a morgue, except for the clock in the living room.

The arrows were ticking...