You had a friend, Ganibal. You moved in with him for a while. Every day you came very late, but one day you crossed earlier than usual and saw Ganibal standing and cutting his lungs. Your eyes widened with fear and, moving away from the door, you slipped, losing consciousness After a while you woke up and saw that a man was standing next to you and looking at you . "You were cutting people's lungs..."You said. To which he replied: "No, it seemed to you." He smiled and you smiled back at him.