MR. MARCUS POV:
Mr. Marcus strolled slowly along his street, delicately munching the sausage roll in his hand. He looked back on his life as he traveled and shook his head pitifully. He gazed about, despising his surroundings even more. He would not have believed it if a magician told him he would still be in this dreadful situation by now. As soon as he entered his residence, he stretched his body on the chair.
He fell asleep and began dreaming of strangling Sarah. When a knock drew him back, he already had his hand on her neck and was squeezing hard. He screamed angrily and walked out the door.
He had no idea why he had been jolted awake from such a nice dream, so instead of asking who was there, he simply answered the door with a murderous scowl on his face. When he recognized a f
