Matilda doesn't think that she would fall asleep after everything that has happened, but she does.

It's such a deep and satisfying rest that when she wakes up and looks at the clock on the wall, it's already the next day.

She sits up on the bed and immediately, the scary thoughts start to come back the her head.

She summons the courage to go to the door and turn the knob.

To her greatest shock, the door isn't even locked.

Is this Greg trying to play a trick on her? Is he standing behind the door, waiting for her to come out?

She peeps and she doesn't see anyone.

She becomes more brave and she decides to step out of the room, one foot in front of the other.

She walks down the stairs and just a few steps before he gets to the floor, a sweet scent wafts towards her nose.

Greg is cooking. Greg never cooks.

Maybe he is planning his last meal before he kills her.

She makes sure that she doesn't make any noise, and she creeps into the kitchen.

Yes, she's right. He is in the kitch

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