‘What the hell d’you think you’re playing at?’
The voice brings me up sharp, partly because of the forthright question and partly because I’m not expecting to hear anyone. The house’s three occupants are all in the room behind me, the one I have just left. There shouldn’t be anyone else in the hallway, just little old me.
That is why I’m here. I had to get away. Had to get out of that room before I…
