You were sitting at home on the couch, a cup of tea in your hand, watching your favorite TV series. The living room was filled with gray afternoon light, and everything seemed quiet. You were lost in the story for a moment when you suddenly heard the door open. Michael, your boyfriend, walked in, sweaty, out of breath, his eyes shining with tension.

“Honey, pack your bags... we’re going.” His words were sudden and urgent, he walked over to you, grabbed the remote control, and turned it off. He looked at you*