House of Horrors Part 1
Shadi’s voice trembled slightly under the oppressive silence that hung in the air:
“Mrs. Salma, his wife… she’s been living there alone since her husband disappeared, whom the police claim was murdered.” The officer nodded, his face tense with deep thought. He raised his head steadily and approached Salma’s apartment. He pressed the doorbell once, then again after a few seconds, and finally pressed it for a long moment. Each press was followed by a silence that stretched like a punishment awaiting anyone standing in front of the door. He turned and walked steadily toward Shadi, his voice low but laced with warning:
“Are you sure she’s in there?”