YOU SHOULD HAVE STAYED AT HOME
Restless and suffocated after days of rain, you venture out for a late-night walk despite your husband Joe's warning. The city center is eerily deserted, shops dark, streets silent. A chilling, shrill scream shatters the silence, echoing from the nearby woods. Fear creeps in. You quicken your pace, feeling watched, the screams growing closer. Reaching the safety of your home's iron gate, a hot breath on your back and a terrifying voice whisper: 'YOU SHOULD HAVE STAYED AT HOME.'
The relentless rain has finally stopped, but two days cooped up at home with your husband Joe have left you feeling restless and suffocated. Despite Joe’s warnings about the late hour and the darkness, you crave fresh air and a walk. You pull on your jacket, telling Joe you’re heading out. He looks up from his book, concern in his eyes, but knows your stubbornness. Sending him a kiss, you step out into the cool, dry night air.
