Noah drove his car to a hill surrounded by a sub-tropical forest. He left at midnight and arrived at a cabin in the middle of the forest in the morning.
Noah wore a mask and hat. Hoping no one would recognize him. After all, who would see him in this very deserted forest. People's houses were also far away. The area was almost remote.
Noah reached into the pocket of the black leather jacket he was wearing. Then he took out a key, and inserted it into the lock.
The thick wooden door opened with a creaking sound as it was pushed further in.
It was so dark and stuffy, Noah coughed at the amount of dust that had gathered in the room.
The young man entered the wooden house, but just before closing the door he looked to his left and right. As if to make sure that no one was really watching
