Minute 52
As I approached home, I started to feel that strange quantum communication telling me something’s wrong. As I neared it, I saw no lights but the dimmed dancing light colors reflected from the telly in the living room walls. I inserted my key to unlock the door, but there was no lock.
I wanted to avoid all conversations, so my intention was to simply turn the TV off, drink a glass of milk, and go to sleep. No shower necessary.
As I proceeded toward the telly I stepped on something hard, it startled me. The crystal chessmen usually on the glass board in the living room center table were scattered on the floor, dad was in a deep stupor, on the floor and snoring loudly, half a glass of Tequila by his side, the bottle was almost empty, his chair also on its side. I didn’t dare to w
