Beforelong,wecametoanalleywithanabandonedapartment.Keithcamein,hishandstillholdingminetightly,butinsteadofwalkingintotheapartment,Keithwalkedallthewaytotheendofthealley,whichwasadeadend.BeforeIstoppedstandinginfrontofabigtrashcan,IlookedatKeith'sfacecuriouslytoknowwhyitwashere,butbeforeIcouldask,Keithbrokethesilence.
"Bulio"
Therewassilencearound,nothinghappened,andIhadtolookatit.WhenitcontinuestocallBrooklyn.
"Brio,I'mheretotalkbusiness."
"Howcanhehearyoucallthat?"Isaid.Keithturnedaround,lookedatmeslightly,andthensmiledfaintly,alsocalledBrooklyn.
"Bulio."ThistimeKeith'svoicewasalittlelouderthanbefore.
Isighed.
Nomatterwhatyoudo.
AsIwaitedforBrooklyninfrontofthetrashcan,Ilookedaround,thenIopenedmyeyeswideandsawthewallsofthebuildingnextdoorshakingandstretchingintoablackcircleabouttwometershigh.
"Hey!"Igotafright,justbeforeKeithturnedtolookattheblackcircle,themomentBrooklyncameoutoftheblackcircle.