[Ginia opens the door and whistles for Laika, waiting for the sound of feet on carpet barreling to the door.
Nothing.
Ginia steps into the apartment and looks around. Her dining-work table is overturned, one chair broken, books and papers scattered across the floor. Broken glass lays on the carpet near the sliding glass door, though the door has long since repaired itself. The walls are also intact, thin spider cracks showing any evidence of damage.
But the apartment is silent. Ginia whistles again, stops and listens. She whistles a third time. Still silence. And so Ginia reaches a conclusion.]
[Action, April 2nd]
Nothing.
Ginia steps into the apartment and looks around. Her dining-work table is overturned, one chair broken, books and papers scattered across the floor. Broken glass lays on the carpet near the sliding glass door, though the door has long since repaired itself. The walls are also intact, thin spider cracks showing any evidence of damage.
But the apartment is silent. Ginia whistles again, stops and listens. She whistles a third time. Still silence. And so Ginia reaches a conclusion.]
I believe someone has taken my dog.