The day before, when Robert Jr. designed to look at the map. The girl next to him rushed up to the flashlight, illuminating the crumpled piece of parchment in her hands. This rotation, he and the dark with the air of an avid hunter and forest connoisseur, and the girl looked at his concentrated and stupid face with hope. This was their third stop in an hour, they stopped again at the fork, and Roberto Jr. wasted a map of the area. Didn't that mean they were lost? Clarissa, who was the name of the young man's companion, tried to chase away such a terrible thought. He left his companion's face and looked around him.
- That's where we come in," Roberto said, wrapping the card in a tight tube. Her voice seemed so confident that Clarissa was animated. They turned left at the fork, where he thought there should be a small village. The path was no different from the one leading through the forest. The pale yellow of the mud was barely visible under the rich weeds that grew so exuberant that some of them sometimes tickled their ankles. Clarissa tried to fall several times, several times the weeds wrapped so tightly around her shoes that the little girl grabbed Roberto and had to drag her literally.
The trees have separated, opening up a wide valley. Moonlight was falling from the rooftops of a large, rare mouth. There was no light anywhere.
- I don't like this place, the air is cold, stagnant. As if there was no one here......
- It's nonsense," Roberto said, wrinkled, looking at the cloudy fog and the cart overturned with the bags gnawed by the field mice.
He knocked at the nearest house, then at the next door, then at another door. There was silence everywhere, and the local team was in no hurry to open the doors in front of two unfortunate travelers. It was only at the other end of the village that life took place, with the yellowish light passing through the window, leaving a long mark on the path. Roberto grabbed Clarissa's hand a little rougher than he should have and led her into the light. When he stopped at the door, he gave an important look and pulled out a heavy cast iron ring with a majestic expression on his face. Clarissa followed and was not immediately noticed by the woman who opened the door for them.
- What do you want? What do you want? - she asked, looking at Roberto Jr.'s face with an expression of extreme aversion.
- Let's go to the town of H, says Roberto.
The woman smiles.
- You chose the wrong direction, the city is in the opposite direction to the one here.
She made a subtle gesture to hide in the house and end an unwanted conversation, but Roberto stepped forward to have his toe between the frame and the door leaf.
- It was quite late......
- I don't volunteer," he suddenly stole the woman and took another three steps in her chest. Roberto Junior fell clumsily on his back, Clarissa barely had time to jump, otherwise, he would have been under him. When she was in the light, she was like a frightened animal, trying to escape to the shadows.
- If you'll excuse us, we're leaving now....... - The girl ran towards the boy, helping him to get up and shake - excuse us again.
The mistress of the house, observing the action with the impenetrable face of the marble statue, went out on the porch, personally lifted the card, folded it with a pipe, which fell from Roberto's pocket when he fell.
- Is that your card? - with a subtle confusion in his voice, he asked, and without waiting for an answer, he offended the scroll, no wonder you were lost..........
He was no longer implying Roberto's mental abilities, as he had decided to go to the city alone. In addition, he invited them into the house.
- Dinner? Do you want to go to dinner? - asked a woman with a languid smile while the guests took a nap in their chairs. Clarissa nodded joyfully, feeling that everything inside was reduced by the desire to eat. Roberto Jr. nodded, remembering the fusion that opened the door and hit him on the solar plexus in a feminine way.
- Are you always this late for dinner? - Roberto Jr. asked a question, feeling really sad.
- Of course," confirmed the white-toothed flight attendant, "and you could use a little freshness and order, what do you say?
Clarissa immediately accepted. She was eager to see everything she could in that clean house before being politely escorted. Roberto, who had been taken to the first floor by the woman, tried to refuse but was taken by a hand that had.
