Next day arrived and Benjamin woke up to a dreadful feeling. He got up, looked outside the window and everything seemed to be just perfect. The sky was clear, the air was good, people were chatting outside on the grounds, smiling. But something was off.
He washed and changed his clothes, getting out of the room and ready for breakfast. He took a deep breath and knocked on Anthony's door. No response. He knocked again.
"Come one, Anthony! I'm hungry!" Benjamin knocked once again, this time, more frantically.
The feeling. That bad feeling, again. "Anthony?" Benjamin didn't want to wait any longer. He tried to turn the knob, but it was locked. He then decided to break in.
When he finally managed to enter, Anthony was not in bed, he was not in the room. So, Benjamin went to their 'restroom' and there the man was, on the floor, with a knife and there was blood on the floor.
