Ciro and I proceeded to alight the doorsteps of the apartment. Ciro looked at the yard and on our sides to make sure that nobody else is there. He places his hand on the door and pushes it ever so slightly so that no noise can be made by it.
"How lucky are we?" I said upon seeing the door open.
Ciro places his index finger over his lips, "Shh" then points at the inside of the door.
"There could be someone already inside. We don't know if there were any survivors who found this before us," he says.
I nodded my head, nervously. Once again, I felt for the dagger that's inside my satchel. I'm ready if anything comes up in front of us. This time, I won't hesitate to fight.
"I'll go first," says Ciro. "Stay here and be quiet. I'll peak from the inside if all is clear"
"Okay"
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