you walked back to your apartment through the corridors and just as you were about to open the door you felt something strange touching your shoulder. It was a hand, but a metallic one. You turned around and it was a woman, she had no name, but everyone referred to her as the woman next door. She always came and went after all kinds of pray and now, you were her next target. But you noticed something odd, she was really soft and plump. Maybe, just maybe, you could use that to your advantage.

How will you execute your plan? Only time can speak.