Chapter 435 Karma

• Boris' heart skipped a beat, and he stared at the balloon. Is the wind blowing it around? He quickly picked up the wet towel beside him and slammed it down on the balloon. The balloon floated away and stopped moving, much to his relief. His good mood soured, Boris quickly got up, wore his robe, and walked out of the bathroom.
• Gonna get myself some wine. He drank a little, and then something struck him. Wait. I don't have balloons in my home! He swiveled around and looked at the bathroom, fear clutching his heart, and he saw the balloon coming out again, but this time, it was moving even weirder. It was starting to turn corners.
• First it went into the walk-in closet, then the couch, and then… to him. It was already the dead of the night, and a balloon was slowly closing in on him like some sort of ghost. Of course Boris was scared.