It's the result from yesterday's chaos. A scene that I caused. So today was spent wiping and cleaning soot. Not enough with that, I broke another thing. Does bad luck really exist? Why is that that I am always haunted by accidents?
To think of it again, I regret that the door was broken. Yes smashed by my heel. I lost control. No no, it's not that I was demonstrating any violence. The door was locked from the inside. So I was locked out.