We stood silently within the small room hearing footsteps outside, waiting for it to disappear. The grey hair man turned to look at us, placing one of his fingers across his lips, instructing us to be quiet. My body jumped frighteningly as we heard a loud crashing sound.
A dark cloud of sadness covered my entire body; knowing the red hair man outside was not my father; but who was he and why was he here? I thought worried.
"Ah," I heard Cindy made a strange sound as if she were in pain. I turned to look at her, trying my best to not make any sound in being discovered. And there I saw her body soaked by her sweat and shivering like a leaf.
"No," I heard Francine said softly as she went over to her immediately grabbing her into her arms. Catching her as she was about to fall onto the floor. The grey hair man ran over to them trying his best too to be quiet, stooping onto the brown board floor. He looks at Francine, petrified, and back at Cindy.