Knowing Naja's personality Mrs. Artis didn't say anything anymore, she knows very well that once Naja decides something nothing can stop her.

She still remember when the orphanage arranged a sport competition, and the purple team didn't want Naja to join them, but Naja's said: if I join, I will win whatever I participate.

She had a look of determination on her face, which was a rare thing to happen since she is usually expressionless.

Her part was to race from point B to point C then another child will take her place, she practiced daily for this all alone, since her team never included her in the meetings.

What really was impressive, is the day of the race, someone put a pin in her shoes, and her foot was really hurting her, she started to cry.

But when it was her turn, she wiped off her tears, and ran as best as she can, which led her team to win, then she continued to cry in pain.

As for who put the pin, it was Naja's new obsession at that time, and she did succeed in finding that child, turned out to be a girl, as why she did that, no one knows until now, of course the culprit was punished.

Mrs. Artis kept praying for Naja to stay safe, and to live a good life, she can't force her to do what she thinks is the best for her.

Mr. Darsen told Naja that he too lives in that building, so he suggested to share the taxi with her.

Mrs. Artis really wanted to go with Naja to make sure she arrives safely, but she didn't, her husband called her, he was worried that she went out in the night, and asked her to stay in her place, near the police station to come to drive her home.

Once Naja and Mr. Darsen arrived, Mr. Darsen told Naja that there is something she should know before they sign any contract.

So they sat in the garden on the rock benches, Mr. Darsen wasn't smiling now.

The man who used to live in this apartment was a far relative of my mother, I never heard of him, or knew that mother had such relative, not until a lawyer called me.

I only learned about him after he died by two months, I was told that I inherented a building in Aston city, so I moved here.

The police told me, that the circumstances of his death was very weird and mysterious.

Mr. Lumar, that was his name, was found dead in his apartment torn apart, they say there was even some claws for a big animal that slashed his face and chest.

The weird thing was, that his apartment was closed from the inside, no traces at all for any try of force entry, also from what the neighbors said, he was living alone and rarely had any visitors.

The police did investigate alot, but they didn't find any clue, and the killer never been caught so far, even after a 10 months had passed.

I entered the apartment once when I came here, I intended to live there at start.

But when I saw the huge blood stain on the floor, I couldn't, so Im living now in the third floor.

Go check out the apartment, and tell me what you think, if you cant stay, I will understand.

I will go with you to the hostel to make sure you arrive safely, you know that Mr. Artis is right, you cant spend the night in the streets.

Naja went to the apartment door, she was nervous from what she heard, but her curiosity possessed her.

She wants to know what happened to Mr. Lumar no matter what happens to her.

She opened the door, it was very dark, so she asked Mr. Darsen to lit his phone to see where's the switch is.

Even after the light was switched on, it wasn't bright, the light was dim.

The walls colors was black, as for the floor it was covered with grey carpet.

The blood stain wasn't just on the floor, it was also on the walls, and even some furniture.

There was a black rug in the middle of the room, which was decorated with moon phases.

Moon was the theme of this room, it was everywhere, hanged pictures, table lamps, even the curtains were black had moon print on it.

A beautiful silver mirror was hanged on the wall near the corridor, reflected the print on the curtains which made it also look like a hanged frame.

Mr. Darsen was waiting for Naja at the door step, he didn't want to enter, while Naja was checking everything.

After few minutes, Naja said: I will take it.

Mr. Darsen asked: are you sure? Listen, tonight you sleep here and try, will wait for the final answer tomorrow, good night.

He left her and went to his apartment saying to himself: it just as Mrs. Artis said, this girl have a unique personality indeed.

As for Naja she dragged her bag inside and then locked the door.

She knew that since the murderer wasn't caught yet means that this place is not safe, and the murderer whoever he or she or even "it" might come back.

All the entrances were closed from the inside, no sign of force entery ment that who ever killed Mr. Lumar knew him, which includes all the people who lives in this building.

For the first time in her life, the list of what she needs to investigate was really long.

She grabbed her blue notebook, which was a gift from Mrs. Artis to her in her 16th birthday, it was where she writes what sounds interesting in her opinion.

She started writing the questions that needed an answer:

1. How Mr. Lumar was killed?

2. Who killed Mr. Lumar?

3. Why Mr. Lumar was murdered?

4. What kind of person was Mr. Lumar?

5. Why Mr. Lumar was obsessed with moon?

6. Why the living room light is so dim?

7. Why the curtains so thick that it doesn't pass any light to the outside?

She didn't forget the question which led her to this place from the start.

8. What Mr. Lumar hiding from?, that made him build this high fence around his house.

She went to see the rest of the house, and all the house was the same as living room, black walls, dark furniture, moon decorations, dim lights, and thick curtains.

The apartment was small, only a bedroom, bathroom, small kitchen, and the wide living room.

It was dusty everywhere, and if the place had better light, and less darker walls and furniture, it would be really nice.

She was very tired, it was a long day, so she went to the bedroom, and slept on the dusty bed, after she kept all the lights lit in the house.

Next morning, first thing Naja did was opening all the curtains in the house, letting the sun light enter the place.

Her job will start the after tomorrow, so she must try her best to finish cleaning the house before that.

She was very hungry, all she ate yesterday was the three pieces of chocolate, so she went to the kitchen, hoping to find any canned food to eat.

She wasn't disappointed, to her surprise there was lots of canned food, which is enough for a man for like a whole year.

She checked the expiry date, some was expired, mostly wasn't fortunately.

She ate two cans of Tuna, once she was done, she felt much better, and a new thought popped into her head.

Why would a lonely man would buy all these cans?, does this means that he didnt go out much?.

If he really doesn't go out much, this means he really was hiding, then knowing why and from who he was hiding from, might lead to the killer hopefully.

But to get to know all the needed informations, she needs to talk to the neighbors, which is something doesn't match at all with Naja's personality.

She never liked to talk much, she always knew the less she talks the better, also she never had any friends so her social experience and vocabulary was really bad.

There was a cabinet under the sink in the kitchen full of cleaning tools, she took it all out and started cleaning.

Most of the blood stains were gone, except for the biggest one on the floor, no matter how much she brush it, it wont go off.

She left it after an hour and moved to clean the bed room, she needs a clean place to sleep,

She kept sneezing all night and woke up with runny nose, and she definitely doesn't want to repeat this experience again.

At noon, someone was knocking on the door, but not the one which leads to the garden, there was another door for the apartment which led to the inside of the building, she looked from the door viewer, it was Mr. Darsen, she said with loud voice: I dont have the keys for this door.

I do. Said Mr. Darsen loudly, then asked : May I open the door and enter?

Naja answered: enter.

He opened the door, when he saw Naja holding a cleaning towl, he smiled.

I see that you really decided to stay. He said.

Yes. Naja answered, then said: I ate from the canned food in the kitchen, and used the cleaning tools.

Mr. Darsen still smiling said: you can have all the canned food, no one will take it anyway, you can use whatever you like, just please keep the furniture in good state.

Will prepare the contract today, if you need any help, I live in apartment A12 in the third floor, also this is my phone number and this door keys.

He gave her his business card and the keys then left, he was saying i himself: what a girl!.

Naja checked the card, he works in marketing, but the phone number was kinda useless for her, because she doesn't have a phone, not just because she was poor, but even if she had money, who would she talk to?

She continued cleaning the bedroom, was already done with the bed, so she opened the closet, and there was a black notebook, when she opened it, there was handwriting in it.