He peers through the peephole a second time and becomes speechless. Jill quickly gazes through the opening also because Tom has become intensely silent. The apartment is quieter than a church mouse. Jill then interrogated, through the door, “Who are you?” A low, deep voice responded through the door, “My name is Death.” In a frightened panic, Tom and Jill both sprinted to the fire escape and briskly got down on the steps. They then proceeded out to the countryside, anticipating that death would not trail
He peers through the peephole a second time and becomes speechless. Jill quickly gazes through the opening also because Tom has become intensely silent. The apartment is quieter than a church mouse. Jill then interrogated, through the door, “Who are you?” A low, deep voice responded through the door, “My name is Death.” In a frightened panic, Tom and Jill both sprinted to the fire escape and briskly got down on the steps. They then proceeded out to the countryside, anticipating that death would not trail