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| The Visitor |
We went to visit Tom the next day. He had fallen, overnight, into a coma. The next day he was in the same condition.
Three days after the accident, snow covered the ground. Weather warnings advised residents not to travel. I will always remember that day because we were snowed in, but also because of a phone call from Tom's brother. Tom had passed away during the night.
The next evening it was dark with continuous flurries. Ellie and I heard an odd noise. It sounded like someone was approaching the doorway while dragging something. After a few minutes, the noise stopped.
The next evening, the same thing happened. Someone seemed to be coming to the door while dragging something on the sidewalk. (I lived on the bottom floor).
See Part 4 here.
