Bread with surprise for dinner

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He wore black shoes that were between dress and sportswear; a very worn beige jeans, though incredibly without any holes, a dark red polo shirt, which was dirty and stained. He also wore a raincoat, but what caught the most attention was his mask.Have you ever seen that typical Happy Face, which is yellow and the eyes and smile are black? Well, that's what half his mask was like. It was quite dirty and had a couple of dents, but you could see that the intention of the mask was to emit happiness. That at least its left half, the other was something like a skull. His jaw was missing and the eye was elongated, simulating the delineation of Orochimaru's eyes. That side was quite strange, as it was black, but of the black type of a burnt coal. Another thing that caught my attention was that if you looked closely, it didn't seem to be a single mask, as it had three joints that seemed to join the two halves together.-Good evening. What can I do for you?My mother wasn't exactly a very tall person, so when she tried to make a threatening look, it was always a shot in the butt for her.The person standing at the door didn't pay attention. He didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, entering or anything in particular. He was shaking his head from side to side, inside the room, as if he were looking for something.My mother was going to repeat the question, but at that moment, the person raised his arm and pointed to the glass doors leading to the balcony. We had never been out before, because, like the whole building, it seemed like it wanted to fall and I preferred not to risk it. I began to wonder why I was looking at that place, just at the moment when the man threw out a piece of paper the way a magician throws out a pocker card. Hannah, who had already moved into the kitchen, turned the water bottle.My mother used that water to create a wall to separate the person from us, but that seemed to be totally unnecessary as he didn't move. On the contrary, on the side of the balcony there was glass breaking and, after that, I heard a scream in the kitchen. Hannah had flown to the refrigerator and now it was dented with my sister next to it on the floor. In the place where she was before there was now another person. She was wearing long sports trousers and a sweatshirt, both grey. She was wearing the sweatshirt hat and absolutely nothing could be seen inside.

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