It was evening when I was burying Arun's body. Arun is my old friend. The many memories of how many places he and I have traveled started to bother me. At ten o'clock in the night I came back home and while climbing the stairs, I noticed that a cat from the neighboring house started following me. My flat is on the third floor. As soon as I opened the door of the flat and looked inside, an intense fear gripped me. My room is completely dark. Some light came into my room from the house next door