Punctually, the girl went out into the dark corridor of that colonial mansion, watching with immense eyes the erratic flight of a brown shadow.
A speck that seemed desperate to flee.
Years later, when the girl grew up and moved away from that gloomy place, the colony of bats searched for her all over the world. Until only one managed to find her.
When they crossed paths, she stole a nostalgia and a question that still haunts her today.
What was that shadow that inhabited the corridors of her childhood? Why did it seem to haunt her even after all these years?
The mystery remains, enveloping her like a veil of uncertainty.
