My father is pressuring me into doing another task. He says it'll help my mother.
"I want you to head to this address," He told me, passing me a small card.
Tough-to-read handwriting was printed on the back. I sighed in reply.
"Once you get there be cautious. To enter, you must climb the fence. Understand?" He asked ms.
I rolled my head to the left. "Mhm."
He nodded and whispered, "Be back by midnight." He slammed the door in my face. I glared at my friend who was lurking in the bushes.
"Seb. Let's go," I called.