Twisting the key in the lock, the masked man pushed the door open and walked in. He sniffed in the aroma of his room before closing the door behind him. These days his smell sense got better, a lot better than it did years ago and that was why he wanted to sniff it all in. Anything to keep his memory sharp and remind him of every risk he took when he becomes old.

He walked towards the table and dropped his bag on it before heading for the bed. Sometimes he wished he would just sit in a spot and have a sorted out but no, she looked harder...