Watching Aning push the door open and get out of the car, Black Glasses and the other did not stop her. The three walked side by side along the roadside, stepping through the moonlight into a small courtyard enclosed by an iron fence.
Wind blew from the distance, rustling the leaves. On the open window of the small building ahead, tattered greyish-white curtains billowed out into the night air, flapping against the wall.
Black Glasses stood before the door for a moment before grasping the handle and slowly pulling it open. He glanced back at Aning and stepped aside to let her enter first.
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