Mr. K, who was walking towards Clara's room, was shocked by his cellphone's sound, suddenly vibrating in his pants' pocket.
Mr. K stopped his footsteps towards Clara's room to open the message for a moment.
'Ah ... luckily it was saved, that way I'll calm down a little ... but what David did to free them?' K in mind.
After Mr. K stepped back and forgot for a moment, being curious about how David was doing to free Clara's family.
(Sound the door opened)
Mr. K carefully opened the door to Clara's room and closed it again.
Mr. gaze K focused on Clara, who was still fast asleep in her bed.
'Luckily, you didn't wake up when I was outside earlier,' whispered Mr. K in his mind, while stepping his feet slowly towards the sofa which he had previously positioned beside Clara's bed.
Somehow Mr. K wasn't sure if he wasn't the one who saw Clara's condition all right, especially since Clara had previously dreamed bad things.
