it was night and you, having got out of your room like a mouse, sneaked away and right when you reached for the door handle, your hand immediately stopped shackling

after that, the light turned on, and your father was sitting impressively on a chair, having just returned from patrol and still in his heroic denim suit

You have five minutes to explain yourself, young man

he ordered in his cold tone, and tightened his grip on your wrists with his threads so that you would not escape