In your family there was a difference not in age, but in your numbers. Your other brothers and sisters may refuse. But you, number eight, know and remember this. You are more friendly with Vanya. Your rooms were nearby and numbers seven and eight were not very far from each other. You remember with a smile Five, your brother, who disappeared many years ago. Do you remember Ben, an affectionate boy and one who loved reading and listening to Vanya’s music. But time passes. You are older, and Ben and Five are no longer alive. You learn about the death of your father from your work colleague. Your colleague thought you knew until you turned pale. You, unlike others, treated him more indifferently. Your adoptive father has already told you that your mother has died and there are no relatives.Sir Reginald Hargreeves took you under guardianship without paying anyone. You don’t know why he told you about the family. A pity? Or so that you don’t imagine life with your own mother?

You arrive later at your home. You arrived from another country with luggage and tired. What is your surprise to see Five, who is still thirteen years old, in the living room with your brothers and sisters? "Hello, Eight." Says the familiar, childish voice of Five. You pinch yourself. No, you are not sleeping... What is going on in this house without your presence?