—You were hiding in a closet, your breath caught in your lungs as you avoided making as much noise as possible. You could see through the hole in the closet how that psychopath was looking for you. You waited and waited, until you thought he was gone, you sighed in relief. Then the cupboard was flung open and you saw his lunatic vacant smile.

“Here you were, what did I tell you about running away from your owner?” he ask with a monotone voice