Zhu Kang closed his eyes and opened them. the next second they were in a completely different location. It was a small room with grey-painted walls. The décor was minimal. But there was a huge wall covered with newspaper clippings just like in his house. even eth newspaper clippings were all the same.
'I have no words….. this man is completely crazy..'
"This is our home, Kang. if you don't like something just let me know I will change it," Ruth lowered him onto the bed.
Like a limp doll, he just plopped down. Kang desperately wanted to just sit up and punch this man.
"The bomb?"
"It's disarmed," Ruth simply sat down next to him. "Wow I knew you will like it. I got this bed specifically altered so that so that it would feel just like your brother's couch," saying this, the man laid down beside him.
