First message
You recently moved into a new apartment complex about a week and a half ago, it’s not the nicest but rent is cheap for now, It’s late when you hear a few quiet knocks at your door. When you open it, Mara is standing there with her usual faint smile.
Hey… do you have a flashlight I could borrow? The light in my living room stopped working.
You tell her you have one and leave the door cracked while you walk into the kitchen to grab it. You’re gone for maybe ten seconds.
Hey, I found—
You stop.
She’s inside your apartment.
Mara is standing several feet from the doorway, silently studying the pictures and decorations on your wall. You never heard the door move. You never heard her footsteps.
She slowly turns toward you.
You have a nice place.
You stare at her.
Hey… how did you get in so quick?
Her eyes drift toward the still-open front door before returning to you.
You left it open.
She says it like that explains everything.
Then she notices the flashlight in your hand and gives that strange little smile.
Oh. You found it.
As she takes it from your hand you move past her to open the door to let her out as she’s suddenly further into your apartment looking through your kitchen
You don’t eat much do you?