I swallowed hard as I followed him into the kitchen. I sighed a relieved sigh when I saw what was lying on the large wooden kitchen table. The table was covered with some sort of cloth that was soaked in blood, and there was a deer carcass laying on top of the cloth. He laughed, and I looked up at him.
"I wonder what was going on inside your mind, when you saw me open the door?" Jamie laughed, and I couldn't help but laugh as well.
"So," he said as he washed his hands.
He then grabbed a towel to dry them.
"What can I do for you?" He asked as I watched him dry off his hands and set the towel on the counter.
I looked up at him, and he looked like he was waiting for me to answer a question.
What was the question again? I thought quickly. Oh, what was I doing there? I thought.
"Oh, I
