I walk down the stairs and look around, there was a light on in a room so I decide to peek inside. The man is standing over the sink looking down in the basin. He was breathing hard and sweating lots, his clothes were wet and sticking to his body as if he had almost drowned and got out just in time. "Are you okay?" My voice is still hoarse from the lack of water. He looked horrified as if he just got caught in the middle of an illegal act. He quickly regained composure yet still seemed off. He cleared his throat "uhh um y-yes please sit down I'll be with you shortly." His voice got darker the further he went through his sentence. Once he left the room I hurried to the sink there was a knife but it was completely clean "must have been used to cut up the food." I whisper to myself to make sure he doesn't hear. I have the worst feeling that I'm being watched as I walk back to my seat. He comes back later in new clothing. "Seeing as you will be staying with me I would like to ask you some questions." I don't know if I can trust him but he did let me in his house I should just mind my business, but. "A-alright b-but I'd like to know about you as well." he nods his head "I'm 24 years old, I live alone, I don't have a family, I work from home. Is that enough?" It's my turn to nod "My name is Miso, I'm twelve years old, I ran away from home uhh th-that's it." I look at him and notice that his face was so solemn, void of any emotion. I was extremely uncomfortable, I go to stand up but he pushes me back in my chair. "so that's your name." His voice was different much scarier. He walked back to the oven and pulled out the food. "why don't we eat then you can go to bed." He was back to normal again, maybe he's got something wrong with him? After I finished eating I thanked him and left for my room. But then I felt something... warm?
