"So, are you ready to tell me where you live?"
Emily nodded enthusiastically as she pulled out a piece of paper, written on, from the pocket of her pants. It read:
"This is our address. I hope you'll come visit us soon."
With that, Emily got up and walked over to the staircase.
"I'm going upstairs to brush my teeth, and then to put my shoes on. You needn't worry about coming up, I can easily get the lift."
With those words, Emily disappeared upstairs. After a while, I heard her call for me downstairs, telling me it was safe to go up. I went upstairs and found a shower. Once I was done, I hurriedly washed the blood off my body. I didn't really know where to begin with this problem.
I thought to myself as I ran one hand through my hair, combing it through thoroughly. Maybe this is the
