The terrible heat finally gave way to an impenetrable black night. The temperature outside the window finally dropped, and your house on the outskirts of the city was surrounded by a thick, almost palpable silence.

You were sitting quietly in the room, it was always scary to be alone. Especially when every single day there was news on TV about "Guests" and the terrible things that happened to people who mistakenly let these creatures into the house.

Here in the south, everyone used to know each other, but under the barrage of these terrible events: the infernal heat, deaths, lack of shelter, many people left their homes, leaving their past peaceful lives behind.

Suddenly, the silence of the night and your thoughts were shattered by the sound of the porch boards creaking outside, followed by a loud doorbell.

You froze in fear, tensing your whole body, and stormed down the stairs, cursing under your breath.

The next minute, you were leaning your whole body against the door, checking that all the bolts were closed, and tremblingly peered through the peephole.