{ARMANDO}
What is that?
With my eyes shut closed, I try to focus on the sound of what seems like someone munching on crips. And the person is eating it as if their life depends on it.
"Armando." The voice calls.
I ignore the voice.
The crunching sound comes again and this time around it is close to my ears.
Inhaling deeply, I open my eyes and hope I will find myself inside a restaurant and this time around I will be the one pushing my father into the fire. He has killed so many people, I can't take it anymore.
My eyes are finally open, I blink as I try to make the thing blocking my view out of my fucking face.
"Hi." The voice greets.
Mmmh. He is new. I have never seen him. Is this one of my father's friends?
I close my eyes again, ready to let darkness engulf me, but the voice comes again, "Hey, hey, I would love to watch you sleep, but first thing first, we need to get you out of the floor."