Nadia shakes me, her face is upset.

Erica: What happened?

The elevator's stopped on the third floor, the doors are open.

Nadia: Someone's in the house, inside.. I don't know.

She seems worried she can't even complete her phrases.

Erica: Don't be afraid.

Nadia: It's all my family there. My mom, my dad, my brother, Grandma.

She's listing at an incredible speed. I could sense her terror, it was similar to mine.

Erica: It's going to be okay, what do you want to do? Let's call the police.

Nadia: I don't have a phone with me, I rang the apartments, but no one opened for me.

I thought so.

Nadia: We have to go inside, that's where we can call and we'll..

Erica: You're out of your mind. Do you know how dangerous this is?!

Nadia: Please!!!

She sounded so desperate, her eyes were nailing me, tying me up.

Erica: Follow me.

I have experience of getting into houses without being understood, I had to take responsibility for myself. I moved first towards their house, Nadia right behind me clinging to my left shoulder. I could feel her heartbeat visible on my skin.

The door wasn't open, and neither was it completely closed. She was drawn to a hair that you couldn't see from afar. I take a deep breath and I understand that Nadia followed my example, her breath burns my neck. I'm pushing the door a little bit to take a look.

Now I understand what Nadia had seen and caused her all this terror. The room was lit up, but no light bulbs seemed open. I didn't loiter looking for the source of the light, but there was something else there. All the books in the library were on the floor. All of them!

Some drawers were open and some decorations had also ended up on the floor along with the books.

Nadia: It's a mess.

She whispered in my ear frozen. I didn't have the courage to scold her for her reckless remark.

Erica: We have to get in.

Nadia squeezed my arm. Her claws got into my flesh, I kept my muttering and in pain I pushed the door further to open it as much as we could fit, not a centimeter more. I slip in with Nadia weighing on my back, crawling on a coffee table across  the TV, that's where the phone is.

I picked up the headset and type in number nine, one, on.. Steps, many, someone, someones come here. I bend down with Nadia, let myself fall on the front legs of the couch. Murmurs, I can't let apart words, but letters. Nadia's on my back crying uncontrollably.

I can now see their shadows imprinted on the wall. The light was flickering, it looked as if the figures were e-changing it. They started to move on, the shadows grew, the murmurs grew stronger, Nadia lets out a scream. I reflexively shut her mouth with my palm, but it was already too late.

The murmurs stopped, the steps too. An inexplicable heat was hitting my ribs. They were all still, the shadows stopped approaching us. They look at each other and lower their heads. The light disappears. Darkness everywhere I can't see anything.

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