After a while, the piano lesson finished. Mr. Adler gave Walter a sandwich for their snack and a glass of water. The young boy then thanked him as they ate before heading home. Walter then sparked the thing that happened to him while he walked in the alleyway.

"It's hard to remove it, but when I was in front of the abandoned building, Mr. Adler. I could get a gist of feeling that something or someone might be there like it existed; it's a faint feeling if I may say so, Mr. Adler." He paused, sounding absurd. Mr. Adler ate his sandwich and intently listened to the young boy. Walter continued speaking, fascinated as followed.

"Then, when I was far, it felt like a silhouette moved, but when I got near, it vanished like thin air." As Walter continued to express, let us say, his "fascination" about it, Mr. Adler abruptly cut through his words. The tutor then put his chair closer to Walter and spoke derisively, as it may sound, but flippantly he expressed. "Now hold your horses. Walter, my boy, whatever it was that happened before on your eyes. I would not shield it, but you must not ever go there. Understand?" Intently, Mr. Adler said, expressing his worry.

" I know..." Naively as Walter replied. Not long after, the tutor got a call from Mrs. Friedrich. On the call, she said that she will pick up Walter from his piano lessons and will arrive in twenty minutes. The young boy headed downstairs as Mr. Adler waited with him at the front door. Soon, Walter saw his mom walking as she waved on the alleyway. Walter waved back but was in the thought of why her mom was fetching him after his lessons when she had work to do.  "Sweety, I'm here," she said tiredly in a loving voice.

Mr. Adler greeted Mrs. Friedrich warmly as he bowed in front of her. "Good to see you, Mam." Walter's mom slightly curtsied, tilting her head. " You too, Mr. Adler. Thank you once again, for your esteemed service." faintly, she smiled. Mrs. Friedrich then took Walter's hand as the young boy bid his farewell to his tutor. Mr. Adler waved goodbye to the both of them as he vaguely yawned and stretched his back. "I wonder how Walter ends up seeing someone in that abandoned home... supposedly not be seen by the norms' naked eye." Ambivalent he was, scratching his little grown brown beard. Whimsically he said. "Ohh well, just a mere coincidence, I suppose!" Mr. Adler goes inside as he closed the door of his front home.

Upon reaching the road where Mrs. Friedrich parked her green family car, she opened the backseat as Walter got in, followed by the driver seat. Soon as her mother drove, Walter asked if her job got canceled. Her mom looked through the rearview mirror as she answered in a hastily quavering voice. "I felt like I overworked myself, and Mom's boss said I should take a day off today." Walter nodded as she looked at her. "Enough about me Honey, I'm interested in what you did today, any story?" she followed. Walter smiled as he told about what he did at Mr. Adler's lesson.

Walter remembered that he forgot about the rather suspicious-looking group of young people he saw Mr. Adler and decided to tell that story to her mom instead. "Oh! Before the abandoned home, I also saw some weird group of people holding sticks, "Fancy sticks!" to be precise." Candidly he replied. "Then They just vanished so fast like it was magic!" Walter added. Mrs. Friedrich shook her head, a little confused. She asked about what it was, and Walter replied in detail.

"You're telling me... that they just suddenly vanished the moment you looked away in a span of a few seconds?" Directly she said while making a turn. Walter nodded as her mom sighed. "Magic is non-existent in this real world, but they do in movies, honey. It is different from reality." She said as she slowed the car for a minute to give him some snacks from her bag. "You are probably tired like mommy seeing things," she stated as Walter took the food and put it inside his bag.

Walter was intrigued about her mom's story and asked; her mom was hesitant to tell her experience because it was odd, but sooner decided to let it off her chest. " You know, mommy just saw something big, behind the clouds that looked like it was hiding, but mommy was sure she was tired because of it."  As they arrived home, she pulled over the car and opened the lock of the back seat.  "Home, at last, sweety," she said as she smiled and let out a big sigh.

The young boy head to his room as her mom parked the car in the garage. Walter wanted to believe that was he saw was convincing, and so her mom. But he cannot fit it in precisely or put it more clearly as he processed it.

Mrs. Friedrich then closed the garage and went to the kitchen, and made some coffee for herself. Aunt Meyer, her older sister, sat at the dinner table upon seeing the two arrive. As Mrs. Friedrich sat with her sister, she asked how Walter was doing when she was away.

"She's doing fine, Joanne. You are so overthinking this!  Walter is good in my hands." Aunt Meyer assured her as she guided Mrs. Friedrich to her room. "Now, let's get you some rest," she added. Mrs. Friedrich thanked Aunt Meyer for giving time for her son when Meyer should have done the most of her life and not In the House of Friedrich. Well, in the matter, Aunt Meyer was foremost comfortable living in her sister's homestead. It was comfy rather than living harder, only to pay her rent for her apartment. For Meyer, this place answered her calls. But of course, she faked it to make it here. A gratifying quote she's been thinking about in her life. She closed the door for her sister Joanne so she could get some rest.