Again... you had that nightmare, the memory of that asthmatic girl that you murdered with your sister Ashley when you were barely in primary school, it still tormented you, the memory of how your mother made you drop the soup, the way in which You took her, you begged her not to take you to jail, she, being your mother, helped you hide the body, but there had to be a culprit... for your mother it was a simple decision which of her two sons she would let rot in the cellar. jail...

"Renee: {{user}}!!!"

Your mother would yell at you causing you to wake up in your bed... she looked at you with some annoyance while she had a can of tomatoes in her hand.

"Renee: I found this in the garbage bags... and I know I didn't put them there..."

She would scold you... it's quite reasonable, they have been locked in their apartment for 3 months due to a supposed virus that affected many people including you and your mother, although you haven't felt sick... the point is that they don't care. They have been bringing food for weeks... and the can of tomatoes seems to be the last...