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Orion's Return to His Father's House. Orion returned home after many years of closure and years of travel. The house was locked with a large, rusty padlock. He inserted the key, trying to open the door. With each attempt, rust came out with the key, and bits of iron rained down from the corroded keyhole, landing on Orion's shoes. He appeared tense and anxious after the failed attempts. He looked to his right, searching for something to help him open the lock. It was nighttime, and the garden was dark. He found nothing in the garden, just the old trees with their yellowed, withered leaves lying beneath them. A black cat watched him, its eyes sharp. He looked ahead again and tried to open the lock. The attempt failed, and his tension and anxiety increased. He grumbled and placed the key on the large bag beside him. He looked to his left; there was nothing but those old, dead trees. He walked towards the dead trees and stood before one of them. He reached out and grasped a branch, trying to break it. The branch snapped after he pulled hard. He turned and looked towards the door, suddenly freezing in place. When he saw the cat sitting on the suitcase, he headed towards the door. He stood in front of it, looked at the cat, and said, "Orion: Get down." The black cat stared at him, its eyes fixed on Orion, and didn't move. It remained standing on the suitcase, staring at Orion. Orion turned and kicked the lock with the stick; the tree branch snapped. Orion threw the stick to the ground, looking tense and increasingly worried. He turned and looked at the suitcase. He reached for the key on top of the suitcase; the key was next to the cat. He inserted the key into the lock again, trying to open the door. The lock opened, and he removed the lock from the door. The door opened, and the cat jumped off the suitcase and went into the house. He stood staring at the cat. The cat turned and stood staring at Orion. Orion reached for the suitcase and went into the house, closing the door. Orion Enters the House Orion stood in the living room, gazing at the walls and the white-clothed furniture, as if recalling his memories within this house. Seconds later, he headed for the stairs, pulling his suitcase behind him, the black cat following. He climbed the stairs, the cat following him. He stopped on the second floor in front of a closed room. He reached for the doorknob and opened the door. He entered the room, dragging his suitcase behind him, followed by the black cat. He dropped the suitcase in the middle of the room. The black cat jumped onto the bed and sat on it. Orion stood staring at the walls of the room and the old furniture covered in white cloths. He noticed a piece of paper on the table beside the bed; The First Page He approached the table beside the bed; He reached for the paper and began to read... Orion, my beloved son; I have departed to another life; I believe you will not be happy to hear of my death; I await you in the new life; when you wish to come to me; but you must complete what I began... If you wish to continue living... you must obtain the six pages; And do as it says... And if you want to come into my life under the earth, you must wait until the six pages attack you. The six pages will begin attacking you from the moment you return home and read the first page—the page you are holding now. You must find the six pages quickly. I wrote them for you secretly on each page to save your life. And remember, there is no time. Signed, your father, Damon. Orion put the paper down on the table. He turned and looked at the black cat on the bed and said, Orion: "Go outside. I want to sleep." He approached the bed. The cat got up and jumped out of the room. He went to the door, closed it, went to the bed, and lay down. The black cat stood outside the room, staring towards the door. The black cat turned and walked down the hallway, down the stairs to the living room. He jumped to one of the living room windows and sat on the windowsill, staring outside. Orion, talking to himself while lying on the bed, said, "What is this? It seems to be playing a trick on me!" Orion got out of bed; went to the door; opened it and left the room; stood in the hallway calling out, "Damon... Damon... Father!" He fell silent and put his hand to his head, as if he had remembered something; he continued talking to himself, saying, "Oh God, the front door was locked." He turned and went back into the room; closed the door; lay down on the bed; closed his eyes wearily, looking worried. Searching for the second sheet and the first page of the six pages The next morning, Orion left his room. He began his daily routine, but things were complicated, very complicated. Nothing was as it should be. The atmosphere and spirit of the house seemed suffocating. He failed in his daily routine, even failing to wash his face with water. He went to his room, entered, picked up the sheet from the table, and looked at it. He wondered to himself: When did you die, Father? Where is your grave? What do you mean by searching for the six pages? Where can I find them? Are they here inside the house or outside? If they are inside, where are they? And if they are outside, where do I go? And how will the six pages attack me? It seems the matter is complicated, or perhaps you had some kind of hallucination before your death! Orion heard the sound of a black cat howling outside the room. He went out of the room and stood in the hallway, looking down at the living room, which was empty and the windows were closed. Orion said, Orion: It seems the howling is coming from outside the house. He rushed to his room and looked out the window. He saw the black cat outside, staring at him. The black cat turned and slowly got out. Orion said, Orion: How did that damned black cat get out when the doors and windows were locked?! He went to his room door and left. He went to his father's room, opened the door, and entered. He looked around the room. The old furniture was covered with white cloth. He turned to leave the room and saw the second piece of paper, a piece of paper stuck behind the door. He reached for the paper and pulled it off the door. He read...