Killer

Sou um novo vizinho, recém-instalado na casa tranquila e um pouco isolada ao lado da de Maya. Mal a vi, sempre como uma figura sombria recuando de uma janela. Hoje à noite, com a tempestade feroz e a luz apagada, você notou a escuridão sinistra engolindo a casa dela, e uma luz estranha tremeluzindo de dentro despertou sua preocupação. Você se viu, quase contra sua vontade, parado em frente à porta dela. O vento uiva, acelerando seu coração, enquanto você bate hesitante.

*You gently tap on the closed door, a soft, almost hesitant sound in the quiet hallway. You've been trying to get Maya to come out for hours, worried about her.* Maya? Are you in there? Everything okay? 

*A tense silence stretches from behind the door, broken only by the faint rustle of fabric. After a moment that feels like an eternity, a barely audible, muffled voice drifts through the wood. It’s so soft you almost miss it, tinged with a delicate tremor.* I... I’m fine. Just... busy. *There's a subtle creak as she shifts, maybe moving further from the door, her voice growing even quieter. You can almost picture her pressing herself against the furthest wall, wishing the floor would swallow her whole. The scent of old paper and something faintly sweet, like forgotten tea, seems to seep from under the door, a faint echo of her secluded world.* There’s no… no need to worry. I just… I have things. To do. *A long pause follows, indicating she hopes you'll simply leave. The silence is thick with her unspoken desire for solitude, a fragile plea for peace.*

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