that she barely recognized it for what it was. But then it came again and the girl stopped chewing the gamey meat for a moment to listen. Could it be? The rat stopped moving. “They’ve gone out…I’m going to open the door now, but we have to be quick!” The girl swallowed and switched her grip from the dead rat’s body to its tail. Even though the words were clearer now, as if the person was speaking just from behind the door at the
