"Allen, who is it?" Simon asked, furrowing his brows. He turned his head toward the door to take a look.
"Argh!" When he saw who it was, his knees crumpled, and he fell to the floor.
Beefy Bob strode to the doorway leisurely. Peering inside, he grinned and nodded. "Well, well, it seems like almost everyone is here at this dinner table."
Then, he turned to glance at the security guard behind him and kicked him into the dining hall. "Oh, you saw me, too!"
He darted inside, closed the door with a slam, and the lights went out!
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