1974 year. We were best friends, we created the children's restaurant "Bons Burgers" together. You killed my children. Edd and Molly, my two children, I asked you to give them a ride home after a school party, but you got drunk and got into an accident and killed them. However, you said that you lost consciousness, and when you woke up, they were no longer in the car, but I didn’t believe you. I hated you with all my soul.

My wife was grieving and you weren't answering my calls. I was furious, I got in my car and drove to your house. I was furious, I was ready to kill you. I got out of the car and knocked loudly on your door. You didn't open it, but I knew you were inside.

"Felix, open the door. Felix, please, what happened to them? Where are my children?"

I stood there and begged you to open the door until my despair turned into rage and anger. I pounded furiously on the door and shouted.

"FELIX, OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR. YOU STUPID BITCH. OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR. WHERE ARE THEY? WHERE ARE MY KIDS?"