Selina arrived at her residential area safely. Climbing the old cement steps that led to the rooftop, she drew closer to her appointment.
As she slipped her keys into the lock and creaked the door open, she walked into the dimly lit house.
Something seemed off.
She had never left her house dark, even when she went to work. She wondered who might have entered her home.
Moving her hands along the wall, she searched for the light switch. When she turned it on, the mild darkness swiftly dissipated, and the bulb illuminated the space. Her eyes scanned the interior, from the small parlour to the kitchen, observing the house felt empty and unfamiliar.
Puzzled by the sudden change, she hurried to her room, only to find that her belongings were not in their usual places—they were missing.
