*They slowly push open the door, it letting out a creak to contrast the sounds of the night. The house was as she left it, collecting dust. No one had touched the note, which didn't surprise them in the least.
How many people who have noticed their absence, she wondered? One? Two? I didn't matter much, people disappeared here all the time.
'Then why did you come back?'
'...'
'You have no loose ends here.'
'...'
'I should get some sleep, I have a lot of cleaning to do in the morning.'*
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