Not long ago, I woke up by a thud at my front door. It must be my grumpy 'not so old' landlord, Jason.

I have never had a tiniest bit of liking for him. Was it his lose pantaloons ? Was it the rusty smell of his breath? Was it his bottle of Barcadi in his beasty hand? No ...No...No..

It were his pale green gazing eyes- Eyes which will suffocate you to death, which will slowly crush your heart n squeeze out every single drop of blood from it. I become numb, lifeless as a corpse with his one single look. Those eyes. Full of infinite darkness, unlimited torment and questionable intentions. Gathering up all my courage I got up from my bed and headed towards the gate. The more closer I went, the slower my pace got.

"What am I doing?" I questioned myself.
With an uncomfortable ease I laid my hand at the door knob and looked outside through the portal that connected me with the outside. This connection is the by far the most strongest thing I had ever done.
"Yes?" I questioned in a low murmur.
Silence prevailed.
I panicked !
Something's not right, but nothing is wrong. My breath became a rollercoaster of painful sighs 'one, two, three' I opened the lick and laid open my door. Closing my eyes I came outside and stood at the porch. It's been a while...actually...