The Gil
Weird Gentleman
The girl threatened him once more. She looked like she was in for a fight. Walter was just too tired for this. He had killed both his partner and a cop today by accident, he wasn't feeling like hurting anybody else. The images on his mind were already giving him nightmares, and now this. What did she want? A guy walks in, she threatens him and expects him to be okay? He turned around back to her. "What the hell is wrong with you? The hell did I do? Go get some sleep, or just don't bug me. You're the not only one having a bad day". The door opened on the second floor. Weird, nobody pushed the button. One more floor to go.