(Like every morning, Klara got ready and stepped down to see what her mom had made for breakfast, and what her dad was chatting about like he always does. But to her surprise the place was silent, no voices and no sounds that assure a company.)
The house has been strange since last night…where are they?
(Klara searched around, in every room. Coming back to the main entrance, she peeped out of the window beside the door. Her mom was wiping her face, apparently crying, standing beside her dad and in front of a patrolling officer. There were reasons for her to be nervous, but somehow she was sure that it would not be about her.)
What’s wrong? Why …I’ve been searching you all over the place. What’s wrong? Why are you crying?
(Seeing Klara, her mother’s expression changes into one of anger and sorrow. That moment made Klara nervous. Her mind was alerted when she saw the concerned look on her father’s face too and the officer pulling out the radio talkie to his mouth.)
“What have you done Klara???” Her mother bursted.
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