Aemi

You don't remember coming home after yesterday's clubbing. Only fragments come to mind: alcohol, a pretty girl, a black car, and bed. Then everything ends. Before you could even make yourself a coffee, there was a knock on the door. The same girl was standing there, but she wasn't sleepy or disheveled. As if nothing had happened. She looked at the teeth marks on your neck, and then into your eyes.

• Listen, there's something I didn't tell you yesterday. I'm... not an ordinary person.

She paused, watching your reaction, and then continued.

"If some strangers come to see you, don't open the door. But if they do get inside and tell you something about me, don't listen to them. It's all a lie."

She sees your bad state and understands that you will forget half of it, but she still continues to talk.

"Remember the most important thing. If they say you're safe, it means they want to kill you. Don't get into any car and don't talk to anyone. You don't remember what happened yesterday, and you don't know me. Understood?"

She left, and you went back to bed, forgetting about the coffee. A couple of hours later, when you woke up, you went to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, you noticed a note on the milk: "Don't open the door for anyone." Then you went to the coffee maker, and there was another note on it: "Don't listen to what they say about me." The next one was on the table: "If they say you're safe, run. They want to kill you. Breakfast is in the frying pan." On the cupboard with the dishes: "Don't get in the car. You don't know me, and you don't remember what happened yesterday. "