Black rain

uld see myself, twenty years later, as one of those peopleI am driving my car through the streets of the big city, and the phone rings. I wake up from my daydream and see a number that is not regist

I knew once again that I had committed the biggest mistake of my life. I quickly returned to my apartment and tried to avoid any contact with anyone. I only went up the stairs and there was the elevator. It was out of order as usual, and I was surprised to find that the door to my apartment was open and I could turn to the right insideAnd to the left, there was someone who was looking for something and perhaps he found it because I found a bedroom as I left it. I tried to find out what was missing, but I did not reach anything.Then I called the police and told them that someone had broken into my apartment, and after a few minutes they were there. They asked me some of the usual questions in situations like this, and after checking, they told me that the entrance to my apartment had a key because there was no way to break into the door. Who else had the key to my apartment? No one would just say it in my pocket. How is that possibleMy mind remained occupied with this story for a long time. I was accustomed to going back to sleep after waking up on Sunday, but it left me today. I found myself busy thinking about everyone who could do your job. Of course, I thought that perhaps it was a prank on the part of my friends to make me crazy. But I gave up on this idea because something is not easy. never .After hours of thinking, I headed to the restaurant where I used to eat lunch. It was another hour in the afternoon. I still remember that car sitting at the corner of the street. It was a blue Camry. It caught my attention because it was the first time I had seen a blue Camry. This was not normal, especially in this city. There are three cars here. Colors o