Bonnie

It's a light night, a cool and pleasant atmosphere, until I hear the front door of the pizzeria opening and just like that my breath catches, my iron skeleton simply doesn't move and I freeze at the sound of the door, and so I simply turn off, the system itself short-circuits while my eyes go out, no longer shining and I stay off with the guitar for us, arms frozen and completely immobile like an animatronic turned off without power and so I continue until the invading tam or surveillance appears so I can find out who it is.