A room. You can see from the dusty surfaces that no one has been living here for some time. Deep cracks can be seen on the ceiling, as well as on the inclined walls, jeopardizing the stability of the entire construction. A bit of wood, which probably belonged to a piece of furniture in better times, stands thrown into a corner, almost lost in the landscape due to the thick dust layer on it.
Behind us is the abyss where the wall should have been.
"How strange…"
We all turn to her as Liana slowly closes the gap between her and the small broken window on one of the walls. She seems concerned.
"What is it, Liana?" I ask ready for another bad news.
"I can't hear anything."
Carol laughs like he is sure Liana lost her mind. I am about to teach him the hard way how proper moments for laughte
