Maria and Miguel hurriedly pulled up their clothes that were scattered on the wooden floor. In a hurry, Miguel tucked his shirt into his pants. “Did you hear that?” he asked with a quick breath.
Maria buttoned her shirt with trembling hands and nodded. “I heard. It's Luca's voice!”
Without waiting, they descended the wooden stairs and made a creaking sound. Downstairs, the fire in the fireplace they had made had almost died out, leaving only the pungent smell of burning wood.
“Wake up Moon!” Miguel signaled Maria.
Moon was fast asleep beside the fireplace, her body wrapped in a thick coat. Maria shook the girl's body, “Moon, wake up!”
Moon opened her eyes slowly, blinking. “What? What's wrong?” she mumbled in a tired tone.
“We heard Luca's voice!” said Maria in an urgent tone. “He's
