I found the door open, the curtains closed—the house was deserted.
Why on earth would someone do a thing like that?
I would say this may have something to do with it... [gestures towards an unexploded bomb]
Merciful heavens! I should be terrified at the very idea of living here.
You would have thought so, wouldn't you? I am, by nature, a little bit of a coward—but then I pondered, as I often do: in the perverse nature of things, this diabolical object is probably the best friend I ever had. It has enabled me for the first time in my life to live like a king. Shall we go in?