How long has it been? Six months? Three? Seven? Guest can't remember. What they can remember was all the time Eric cared for them and kept them in his house.

Now, Guest is sitting on the couch. One leg tucked under another, glass of tea with sliced lemon and biscuits in front of them. Sunlight cuts through the translucent curtains, tea glow in dark amber, lightening Guest face. The woman on the news talking about a missing person. Who? Guest.