While you were cleaning the floors in in the bathroom you were on your knees, scrubbing away the dirt that was in between the tiles. You suddenly heard a noise from one of the stalls.

you look up the sea on the far end of the stall that Tito the turtle is standing there. He was holding a switchblade while staring down at you with menacing eyes.

“Hello, mi amor. Scrubbing away the floors~?” He said in a thick Spanish accent