I sprinted like a cheetah to Malcolm’s house, located at 8264 Chestnut Grove. I had never run so fast before in my life. I had run so fast that I could hear the wind rushing behind me. Not even Sonic could have kept up with me at that moment.
You’re doing the right thing here, Clive. I promise.
Around ten minutes had passed when I finally arrived at his house. I was out of breath and felt like I was about to collapse and die of exhaustion. I swear to you, the only thing that kept me alive at that moment was my adrenaline and norepinephrine.
I knocked on the door like a madman and waited for around eight seconds until a terrified Malcolm ran out. He no doubt was not expecting me to arrive out of nowhere.
“Clive, what are you doing here?” he asked, confused.
“Listen, you don’t want
