You push the Refrigerator door down a little harder. IT screams loudly.
"I need answers now or the last thing you will see is the barrel of a shotgun filling your little face!"
"ARE YOU RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT HAPPENED HERE"
You twist the door a little harder.

"AHHHHHGHGHGH, NO, NO IT WASN'T ME I SWEAR"
"I WAS LOOTING THE PLACE UNTIL YOU SHOWED UP. THE FARMER WAS ALREADY LIKE THAT WHEN I ARRIVED. THAT'S MY TRUCK I SWEAR!"

You noticed the truck and it's bed was filled with the household furniture, you weren't done with this thing yet. You twisted the door in a bad direction.
"What were you doing sneaking up on me?!"
You shouted harshly at it looking for an answer. You couldn't believe what you were doing and felt sicker.
"I WAS TRYING TO SNEAK OUT! DON'T TWIST THE DOOR AGAIN! PLEASE!"
You noticed that you've almost severed its arm. It might be best to stop.