"Let's decide it with scissors, paper, rock. The one who loses must do it," someone suggested.
"Damn it. Scissors, paper, rock again? Can't we do something new?" another guy complained.
"Like what?"
"Fight the Landlord…"
Everyone stared at him in disdain.
Finally, they chose an unlucky guy through the child's game of scissors, paper, rock. The loser mustered his courage and walked to the door to the inner cabin.
"Boss…" he called out softly.
There was no response from inside…
"Boss… We're almost there. Please get up."
Still no response…
Mustering his courage, he raised his voice and yelled, "Boss… It's time to get up…"
Before he could finish, the door was swung open with a bam.
Meanwhile, the black muzzle of a gun was held against his head.
"Stop screaming. Don't you know that anyone who disturbs my sleep will get killed?"
