Whistles in room 12.

I had just entered a new college, but everything went downhill, I had to move in with a relative.

I lived with my grandmother, but she ended up dying, it had been a week since that happened, and I was pretty devastated. I had to drop out of college because in the city where my grandmother and I lived, we only had both, the rest of the family lived in a city a little far from there. Anyway, I needed a place to live, I'm an orphan, I never knew who my father was, much less my mother, I only know that she disappeared when I was two, after that I lived with my grandmother.

Despite the grief, I tried to be as positive as possible in relation to living with my relative, I had to drop out of college and move to a city called iguape, it is a small town in the interior of São Paulo, in my view it seems to be very quiet, I really hoped to be able to adapt well in that place.

I got off the bus with my suitcase in hand and my backpack on my back, I was really dead, traveling three hours on a bus going from one state to the next, makes us tired and a lot, I stopped at an old wooden house, I looked at the GPS and there it was the house, I knocked on the big door and a girl opened the door, she looked me up and down, I crossed my arms.

_I'm your cousin, Louis.

_Ah! DAD!! - I opened my eyes wide for her, it was the loudest scream I had ever heard and look, I'm an opera fan.

_No need to shout, Miss amazes visit. - A very beautiful woman answered. - Come in Louis, Jefferson is in the yard.

My "aunt" gives me space to enter, it wasn't a house, it was The house, the floor and walls were dark wood that reflected a reddish tone, the room was full of paintings, the corner sofa was brown and was leaning against the wall with a glass table in the center, every step I took the floor creaked, but it wasn't annoying, it was good. I see my uncle moving on a tree, he was picking up the fruit on it.

_We are leaving, Louis, feel at home. - Said my aunt.

_ Of course, thank you very much.

_ Bye Louis. - Says the girl leading the way.

_ Bye small. - I say goodbye to both of you who close the big wooden door.

_They are beautiful, don't you think?

_Yes, uncle. - I was not alarmed by your arrival, I had already felt your presence. - How are you, sir?

_Well ... - He walks to the kitchen that was on the left side of the main room. - It's been difficult, her death was very sudden.

_Yes. I do. - My uncle looks at me a little, he wanted to say something, but instead.

_Let's have a cup of coffee, you must be tired, sleeping on the bus is relaxing, but not so comfortable.

I talked a lot with Jeff, he was a little strange to me, I don't think, we never met. But we had great similarities, one of them was the round eyes the color of jabuticaba that we both have, I went up with my uncle to my room on the second floor, it was the last room, he was different from the rest of the house, the wood was covered by wallpapers green in color and full of yellow flowers, my uncle sits on the mattress.

_This was the room of your oldest cousin, Mariane. Let's make some adjustments to it, and I'm going to set up her bed tomorrow, today I had a lot of work in the store. - He gets up and goes to the door. - Well I hope you like it here, Louis, I'm happy to meet you.

He closes the door without waiting for me to say anything, he seemed to feel sad for me, perhaps because my parents abandoned me with my grandmother.

I sleep without dinner, I was too discouraged to be able to eat anything.

When I wake up I am not in my room, but in a kind of cave, it was very dark, I could barely bend my hand, I tried to grab something, but nothing was in my reach, so I decided to follow my other senses, smell and hearing, to be able to move around the place and maybe even get out of there.

I walked for a while and started to smell a strange smell, it seemed that when I inhaled it I felt my lungs burning, even though he was weak, I didn't know how to decipher what it was, I started to follow the odor, because I didn't hear anything. I walked for a long time until the smell was very strong, I felt my chest hurt, I stopped and this time I could hear something breathing, it was not human, a rough and heavy breath was on my right side, I started to move away to the left side wanting to get away from whatever was next to me, bad idea I stepped on what looked like the monster's tail, he opened his orange eyes and looked at me, so I could see by the brightness that his pupils transmitted his white scales, it was a dragon, huge, I tried to run, obviously it didn't work, the dragon caught me with one of its paws and squeezed me, my chest hurt, I could hardly breathe, it brings me closer to him and says:

_Ik malau, Jedrak moluy.

I opened my eyes, saw my navy blue ceiling full of pink and yellow fish, I was breathing hard, I still felt the monster's grip. "What a strange dream" I thought, scared I get up a little dizzy, my vision was a little dark, and then I fall "Damn low pressure" the door opens and my cousin sees me on the floor, she starts saying several things, no I was able to reason properly, much less listen, my uncle comes in and sees me on the floor, he runs off and comes back with a handful of salt he puts on my tongue, I was relieved and he lifted me up to the mattress.

_Is everything okay, Louis?

_Yeah, I got up very fast. - He smiled at me.

After the big scare I drank coffee, to calm down I decided to go for a walk in a square close to home, she is in front of the church, I sat on one of the benches eating a pé de moleque, but even sitting outside I was still grinding head that dream, I never had mystical dreams, it was strange and scary, the words he said are so clear in my memory, what does that mean? I just wish I could forget that dream.

Finally, to my joy or sadness, it's Monday, time to go to my course and go to work or better, look for a college, my grandmother wrote me at a college in this city, maybe she already knew what was coming, I wonder how long she knew she was so sick, I tried to forget that thought, at least today.

The college was a little far from where we lived, in fact it was necessary for me to take a bus to go to the neighboring city, Registro.

I already felt strange, I am going to meet my classmates at seven at night and I really wasn't even sixty percent excited. Just this Monday morning, I got ready at seven in the morning to take a bus and pray from there that my first day at college wasn't a horror. While reading, a boy sits next to me on the bus, but he did not speak to me, I looked at him in disguise, brown skin, tall, brown eyes, wore a band shirt and had a backpack, he was a college student like me, how wonderful.

He looks at me and I turn my face away, I decided not to start a conversation with him, I look at the window and see Registro, it's a very busy city, I liked that. We stopped in front of the college, everyone else got off the bus including the boy next to me, who ignored me the whole trip, walking to the main gate I am already surprised by a security guard, I told him:

_Good Morning. - He looked at me surprised, but smiled.

_Good morning boy.

I started walking to my classroom. I sat in the left corner where the windows were, at the third table.Several students looked at me curiously, I was uncomfortable with that situation, the boy from today is sitting at the end of the third row, he is looking at me like the other students. The class occurs "normally" as if forty-three students looking at me in a strange way were normal, I sighed in relief when the siren hit, everyone ran out of the classroom, I decided to continue sitting in it and I took my cell phone, put a song on my headphones and listened alone, at least I thought I was listening alone, I heard loud whistles, I took off my headphones and looked around, I was alone and this time I didn't hear anything "Maybe I may be getting paranoid because of the dream." I thought, I put my headphones back on and the whistles came back, I took it off and put it on, heard it and didn't hear it, until I hit it and the whistles continue, I decided to follow them, walking in the semi-empty, because there were some students, in the hall I heard the singing to a classroom, I looked up there was no sign saying what year it was, but there was the room number, which was twelve, I went in and came across a boy who was sitting with his back to the door in his wallet, I ended up making a noise with the door and he stopped the whistle, quickly turned his face towards me, his face was nothing scary, but then I noticed that he was missing a leg.

_Ah, I'm sorry, I heard your whistles and I came here ... - The boy smiled, and just kept looking at me, I was silent for a few minutes. - Well, since everything is fine, I'm leaving. Goodbye.

I turned around, the boy didn't stop me, he just whistled again and did whatever he was there, I closed the door and I was scared by the brown boy from earlier today, he says:

_ Bro, what a scare, are you crazy?

_ He is following me?

_ Of course, because I will waste my time following you. - he turns his eyes and pushes me to the side trying to open the door, he looks at me. - How did you open that door?

_ It was already open and I closed it.

_What? This door is locked. - I worried that the boy might be trapped inside.

He tries to open with more and more force, until he gives up. We went back to the classroom together, he didn't speak to me or maintained eye contact, I ended up not even asking why he wanted to open that door so much, maybe he heard the whistle too, I opened my mouth to ask, but the teacher who was at the door of the room draws our attention:

_William and Louis. - He carefully called our names. - both are late.

_Between being the siren hit almost now? - Willian looks at me, his brown eyes analyze me.

_I don't care, when the teacher is in the classroom it is for the students to be too.

I had no idea who he was or why he acted like that with us, but I had the conclusion that he certainly didn't like us. We are sent to the board, I hear the loud whistles again and it seems that Willian listens too, I get up and walk two steps until the director says:

_ Fleeing, Mr. Monteiro. - I roll my eyes, look at the gray-haired director.

_No sir, I heard a noise and decided to go after...

_No excuses! - He stomps his foot on the floor. - Come in.

We enter the room and the old man says several things to us, okay, that was my first day. I was still stuck with the loud whistles, I look at Willian quietly by my side, whatever it was I didn't hear alone.