The Gladiator
You throw your weapon to the ground in anger. Then, with all the dignity you can muster, you storm out of the arena; dirty and defeated.
Ten minutes later, you are in your room in your mansion, having a good manly cry. After that, you sit on your bed and stare at your grimy, dirt-covered hands for several minutes.
Then suddenly you hear a tapping on the window. It's faint...but definately a tapping sound. The curtains are drawn, so you can't see what's making the noise. Curiousity aroused (your room IS on the third floor), you stand up to go investagate.
But then, from the other side of the room, you hear a hard knocking on the door. You stop in your tracks. Someone wants you to open the door. Urgently, by the sound of it. Someone wants you to come to the window. Secretly, by the sound of it. What do you do?
Ten minutes later, you are in your room in your mansion, having a good manly cry. After that, you sit on your bed and stare at your grimy, dirt-covered hands for several minutes.
Then suddenly you hear a tapping on the window. It's faint...but definately a tapping sound. The curtains are drawn, so you can't see what's making the noise. Curiousity aroused (your room IS on the third floor), you stand up to go investagate.
But then, from the other side of the room, you hear a hard knocking on the door. You stop in your tracks. Someone wants you to open the door. Urgently, by the sound of it. Someone wants you to come to the window. Secretly, by the sound of it. What do you do?