Morning came, as it does. The world doesn't just stop spinning, certainly not for me. I got to my feet, doing my morning routine. I am on my way out the door to get to work, without allowing myself to get distracted. As soon as I open the door I am greeted by Ambrose? Shocked, I came to an abrupt stop to avoid running into him as he had his hand raised mid knock. We were both shocked at the abrupt appearance of one another. "Ambrose!" I gasped, half-laughing, half-terrified, heart doing acrobatics. "Hi! Uh…" My eyes going back and forth looking him over. "What's going on? Is everything alright?"
I could tell that he was just as surprised as I based on the look on his face, and the way his breath had quickened. "No, I'm fine." He said, right hand to his chest in an attempt to slow his heartrate. "Do you always open your door so violently? You could give an old man a heart attack." He was also laughing nervously.
To this point I had been standing in the door frame. I stepped out into the hall closing the door behind me before continuing. "Maybe if old men wouldn't be standing right behind the door of my room, they wouldn't have to worry about possibly being scared to death." I said with a giggle.
At this Ambrose chuckled a little, just as quickly, a look of dread washed over his face. "Actually Anna, there is a reason I came by so early. We need to talk. May I come in?"
Seeing his face shift so quickly told me there was something very wrong. "Oh. Yeah.. Sure…" My hand hadn't left the doorknob, a simple twist and the door was open again. I pushed it open all the way and stepped aside so he had plenty of room to get past me. I followed close behind him pulling the door closed behind me once more.
My room was just that. A living space. A small room on the second floor of the local inn. I have a single bed, a dresser, nightstand, and a small couch in the corner of the room next to the window, which was covered by exterior shutters, interior, fine sheer curtains. So old they were hardly there anymore. This is the reason I never open my shutters. Being on the second floor it wasn't likely that anyone would see much. But I didn't want to take the chance.