The old woman then arrived outside Blackie's room, with Frank standing closely behind.

"Blackie, quit hiding in your room! Your friend's here!"

She called out while knocking on the door forcefully, "Honestly, how old are you?! Holed up in there for days just because of a tantrum, refusing to go to work. How shameful..."

Frank looked around and asked, "Ma'am, didn't Lanecorp arrange for a new place to live for Blackie? Why would you stay here?"

He was indoors, but the smell from the garbage around still stung the nose.

The old woman shook her head and smiled. "It's not like the kids are mistreating me, but I just don't want to leave. You really get sentimental when you're old, see? I've been staying here for so long that I won't get used to living in a new place. But Tidus did get his boys to repair the house, hahaha... You hear me, Blackie?! Get up!"

Even as the old woman hammered on Blackie's door, Frank sensed that something was wrong since he was not responding even after so long.

He then turned sideways, listening attentively, and could not even hear anyone breathing inside.

sighed just then. "Honestly, he's still not getting

aside,"

"Huh? Okay..."

the old woman moved aside, appearing perplexed, Frank kicked open

ensuing bang left the old

alright, ma'am. I'm

feeling her way inside the dark room. "Blackie? Say something!

as she reached toward Blackie as he lay in bed, Frank stood impassively

lying in his bed with his throat slit wide

for a couple of days too, as the blood on his throat had dried

"Ma'am..."

gotten into you? Say

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