Adam climbs the old stairs and finally arrives on the fourth floor. On his way, he saw a few people who gave him curious looks but didn't approach him to spark a conversation, unlike the old woman.
Adam almost got PTSD from her; luckily, he was perceptive enough to get out of there before she started putting pictures into his mind that he didn't want.
Sure, she was trying to narrate about it when she was young, but Adam has not seen her younger self, and he knows his mind very well. It will definitely put her old wrinkly, saggy ass into his imagination.
Of course, one can say, 'Don't imagine it'. But try not to imagine some big ass gorilla fucking your mom. Can't do it, can you?
Now on the fourth floor, Adam looks around and sees room no 403. He smiles and rubs his hand, ready to have some fun, when suddenly the door of room no 401 opens and a scrawny-looking guy wearing big, round glasses walks out.
