i put the chair i was holding down.
"... duck with a chair" i chuckled.
there's no way a duck can lift a chair, nor it can push a table to block a door.
that was fun, i might be gone crazy with all this ducks in my head.
"a can of tomato soup" i mumbled.
while i'm not a fan of tomato nor soup, i can't be picky.
i look at the picture of the family.
"sorry, but i'm taking this" i said to the picture.
looks like i can break the furniture for boards and nails.
"... i think i'll do that later"
i took the tomato soup with me for later consumption.
i don't think my stomach can handle anything for now, not after that scene.
i try to inspect the hall.