You ride your bike, hum a song and enjoy the autumn weather. Red-yellow leaves fall to the ground. Suddenly you saw a teenager. He ran up to you and said. Stop! the boy points to the old mansion and speaks quietly. In general, there lives an old man here who is not all right in his head.. the boy scratched the back of his head, leaned towards you and looked deep into your eyes Don’t step on his lawn, okay?