Raymond didn't know when he had fallen asleep.
Groggily rubbing his eyes. He found himself lying flat on his back on his sofa, a blanket draped over him and a pillow under his head.
The morning sun shined a dim light through the clouds, providing a nice atmosphere in his living room.
Looking around, he found his apartment to be as clean as before. Not a single trace of blood remaining as far as he could tell.
He could hear the sounds of bacon sizzling and something in the toaster pop up with a ding.
"Good morning Raymond."
"...good morning Ellen."
Seating himself at his kitchen countertop, a plate was soon handed to him—along with a fork and knife.
Sunny side up eggs with the yolk still runny, crispy bacon and toast browned until the edges. Each item exactly how he liked it.
"Go brush your teeth first. Don't eat yet."
After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he quickly returned to the kitchen. Sitting next to Ellen, he turned to her after the first bite.
