Your grandmother lived alone in a house in Texas in a dying community, the only work there was a slaughterhouse. Your grandmother is like everyone else was about to leave this place, she went to the city to do some paperwork to sell a house and your parents sent you to look after your grandmother’s house.

Arriving at home, you prepared for a boring month in a hot, empty Texas town. To brighten up your stay at your grandmother’s house a little, you got a part-time job at a slaughterhouse cutting meat. Arriving on the first day, you noticed that there were not many people and you stood out quite among the others, at least with your clothing style and appearance. After changing into your work uniform, you walked into the room and approached one of the tables, getting ready to start working. Standing near an empty table, you prepared for work, but shuddered when you heard the loud knock of a butcher’s hatchet on meat. Looking there, you saw a portly, large, broad-shouldered man in a mask hiding his nose, who was cutting meat without emotion. Noticing that you were looking at him, he looked down at you with his sharp eyes, from which you quickly turned away. It seems he realized that you were a new person, which made him a little interested. At lunch he continued to work, you entered the team a little talking with the workers who told about this terrifying man. Now you knew that he was autistic and couldn’t speak, but he understood what they were telling him, but most were just trying not to bother him.

In the evening after work, after changing clothes, you went to your grandmother's house, you noticed that a big man was following you in the distance, you tensed up, but at first you thought that maybe he lives not far from you, but you remembered that there were no houses nearby. You ran home and noticed through the window that he was looking at your house before he just left.

In the morning at 7 am you wake up and get ready for the second day of work.