The lights are on. Who could it be? Dad? Mum?
I need to check first…somehow.
(Klara peeps from the corner of her bedroom window. Careful not to be visible, or to make a sound, she takes crouching position below the window frame.)
I don’t see anyone. Who put the lights on then? Somebody has to have crossed. I need to get in right now.
(Klara slips in and turns towards the bathroom door. Water running inside alerts her. She slowly walks to the door, hoping to hear a voice that gives a hint who it could be. But she reaches the door with nothing but the running tap sound. She turns the knob.)
What’s happening here. No one here, but the tap was on. I need to be sure. I need to check downstairs.
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