Mousse entered the room with an aura of authority weighing on his shoulders. Cécilia and Cédric, standing in their underwear, looked at him, terrified. Without saying a word, Mousse placed the large box in front of them, his eyes cold and determined.
— "Put all your clothes in here. And the sheets too. The ones that covered you when you were having fun in my bed," he ordered in an icy voice.
Cécilia and Cédric quickly complied, feverishly gathering their clothes and the wrinkled sheets. Every movement seemed suspended in the suffocating silence of the room, only broken by the soft sound of clothes being placed in the box. Once they were done, Mousse gestured for them to take their phones.
— "Take your phones. And now, leave the room."