Norman was a little confused when he heard someone knocking on the door. Logically speaking, no one should be knocking on the door now.
Who would know that he stayed here? He hadn't told anyone.
Could Daisy have left something here? But she had already left more than forty minutes ago. If there really was something, she wouldn't have come back again.
Just as Norman was lost in his thoughts, the knocking on the door became louder and more urgent, even to the point of hysteria.
"Who is it?" He shouted impatiently.
There was no answer. He got out of the bed and quickly searched for traces of the wild night yesterday. There were none.
The person knocking on the door had no intention of stopping at all. Norman, who was inside the door, was extremely annoyed. He could not be bothered to put on any other clothes, so he took three steps forward to open the door.
