A film of sweat covers her body which, spread out on the bed, had uncovered itself in the reality of a dream, so, that the cold air of the room meets the moisture of the body, what makes him shiver.

Her conscious, welling up out of the unexplained world of sleep, searches, still veiled, for an explanation of the abrupt scene change.

From the hall, in front of her room's door, in her house, across the darkness, which rules the space, whispering and motion pierce to her ears, and she realises the guests, which had accommodated themselves in the house and had conquered it.

Yes, of course she knew about them. Throughout the construction of her home, some of them had appeared and subsequently the door always remained open. Most of her time she was outdoors to satisfy the essential needs of nutrition and security, to savour their satisfaction and to explore new pleasures. At home, she felt lost and lonely. The guests lived their existence, followed their rhythm; never ever had they faced each other.

Often she was aware of their presence, she visualised them by shifted or rearranged images, through new household appliances and the increased consumption of energy. However, she was too caught by the outdoors world, too busy and than too exhausted to reflect upon the occurrences and after all, these events did not disturb her life. Apart from those sleep-disturbing nights, filled with nightmares and sweat attacks. Usually she took a soporific and everything disappeared into the dark.

Presently it seems to her that the presence of the cohabitants occupies the entire space up to the edge of her bed. She feels herself expropriated, detached from the reality in her house.

From the noises and movements, which resound throughout the dark room, she deduces that the hall beyond the door ought to be crowded by the unknown inmates.

With a decisive movement, full of curiosity, she rises.

Ignoring the dark, she moves towards the door.

Her hand reaches out for the door-handle; her foot lifts up to cross the threshold.

A moment of shakiness and fear, which upsets her stomach, so, that the apple she ate in the evening turns up. The bittersweet taste on her palate convinces her and she opens the door.

And she opens the door