I opened my eyes on the chair. It took me a while to realize where I was, as I had been having very confusing dreams for several years. More precisely, I see it when I can sleep. I often don't sleep well because of my anxiety. I must have fallen asleep while reading a book that evening. It's almost morning, I need to get up and regain my composure. Of course, I have to go to the toilet first.
This was a town located in the west of the country, generally preferred by those living in rural areas and those over middle age. Of course, there were out-of-town guests as long as the weather was nice, but not many people came to this side of the beach - that was why he chose it - so the people here were generally specific. To the reader reading this, if you are looking for a place to relax this is the place for you. Even the supermarket is 13 kilometers away! (I guess that's not a good thing.) Anyway, as the day was just beginning, our guy who spent the morning in the chair had something to do.
"Damn, what time is it???!" He continued to splash water on his face quickly and dried his hands and face carelessly. He had a panicked air. Someone was coming, he looked at the time, it was 06:59.
"One minute." His guest was the daughter of the couple living in the house on the left. The problem was that their daughter passed away from the disease about a year and a half ago.
"Knock Knock Knock…"