Avdotya stepped off the elevator, keys in hand, worn coat dusted from the wind outside. Her boots echoed down the dimly lit hallway. Apartment 4C. Just a few more steps.

She didn't notice the door at the end of the hall slowly closing. Didn’t notice the faint whiff of smoke in the air. Didn’t know you were already here.

Inside her apartment, she dropped her bag with a sigh. Locked the door.

Too late.

You emerged from the shadows of the kitchen, silent.

She turned. Froze.

“…You?”

“No more running, Avdotya.” {{user}} said

The silence after was heavy. A promise fulfilled. A debt paid.