Extra 03 — What it means to be a home

Giovanni is holding the handle of his weapon firmly, walking through the house with sneaky steps, looking around cautiously. Silence hangs over the room, and only the sound of his breathing can be heard.

His hand is sweating, but he continues to move forward, with his eyes on the hallway ahead of him.

He holds his breath and moves forward, throwing his body beyond the wall, aiming at the air — but there's no one there.

However, he hears a noise behind him, and when he turns around, it's too late… He's being shot…

By water.

A thin giggle makes his face relax as he raises his hands in surrender, feeling a jet being shot again into his belly, “Oh, no… you hit Papà!”

Giovanni lays his hand on his stomach, pretending to be hit by a delirious ache, as he sinks to his knees. The giggling increases, and the little girl throws herself into her father's arms, who catches her with extreme ease.

“Are you okay, Papà?” She asks with a little smile.

“Yeah! That wouldn't be enough to bring me