"Sure they do," says Johnny, placidly accepting this explanation. "In movies. There's all kinds of excuses. Disease, drugs... monkeys..." He shrugs and takes another drag on his cigarette. "Anyway, it's down there and we're up here. So it's all good."

He scans the kitchen for another way out, spotting the door opposite the one he came in through. "You wanna keep moving? I am trying to get outside."