Will rang the doorbell, knocked on the door.
No one answered.
He fished the key out of his pocket. Eva had given it to him, and Dan didn’t know about it. Opening the door, he called out a Hello, but no answer came. No lights were on, and with the evening sun having fallen below the treeline, the hallway looked cold and dusky. The stairs rose up to the right, but Will looked into the rooms to the left and ahead.
Nothing moved. Will’s heartbeat seemed to fill the silence.
No one had heard from Eva or Dan in days.
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