``May 10th 1980

This is the third day without proper sleep, it is becoming harder and harder to do my profession, my head hurts like someone is hitting my skull again and again and my eyesight is just a shadow of its former self but nonetheless I must go on. My work is very important and I know someone will find a use for it, somewhere, someday…

It is midnight and once again I am not able to sleep or rest, it is probably somnolence from the excessive work I have been doing, yes that´s it…Maybe I should work less and rest during the day´´

Knock Knock Knock, someone banged the door several times. I grabbed the lamp on my desk and lighted the candle inside, who could be at this time in the night? I am not expecting anyone. There is no one inside this house besides me and no one lives at the forest. Then who banged the door? I put my slippers and walked towards the door, who could it be? Maybe a lost wanderer or someone in need ? Better check it up. The wooden door stood before me, but the banging has stopped for some time now. I grabbed the knob and opened it, the knobs creaked because of the lack of oil, I better fix that later…

Nothing, absolutely nothing. No person was standing at the door, no abandoned baby, no one calling for help and not even a lost animal. Just the murky forest with the same dead trees without a single green leaf. After looking at the sides to make sure there wasn´t anyone I closed the door and returned to my room.

Knock Knock:Searching for the Truth