The gate is old and rusting. I open it up and enter her front yard. I run up to her door, tired from running. I place my hand on the doorknob, pulling it down and opening the door. I enter the house as I see the cop car pass and close the door. The home is silent. I pass by the potted plants and pictures to get to the stairs, she won’t be downstairs. I climb up the stairs as I hear the gate slam shut. When I arrive upstairs I pass by the tiny table and arrive to the door of her room. I knock on the door.

“Sayori, wake up dummy.” There’s no response. I place my hand on the doorknob. I didn’t want to have to enter her room like this, it is really something a boyfriend would do isn’t it. In anycase, it just feels right. I hesitate for a second but pull down on the doorknob for her sake. I gently open the door.

“Sayori...”