The growling continues.
I only communicate using deep sounds with everybody.
Outloud.
I roll of my mattress.
I don't want this prison.
I move around, walk to the bathroom, come back and decide to sit down next to the mattress.
Anna approaches me.
I hug her and we lay down on the floor against the wall.
Bas picks up a blanket and holds it up.
I see him and explicitly give him permission to approach us and cover us.
Later I insist Anna to move on the mattress.
I remain on the floor.
Guarding her.
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