The entire house still reeked of decay, a stench that clung to the walls and seeped into every corner. Úrsula and Gria decided that the first step was to cleanse the place, scrubbing away the traces of what had happened here. They moved through the rooms, opening windows to let the fresh air sweep away the remnants of rot. They worked tirelessly, carrying old furniture, wiping down surfaces, and removing the last physical remnants of the horror that had occurred. As they cleaned, a strange realization dawned on me: this wasn’t just tidying up. It was as if we were preparing to leave the place behind entirely, to put distance between ourselves and the memories that lingered in the shadows.
Despite their presence, which should have been a comfort, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease. I s
