After that "accident" at the entrance of the village, the four decided to move on. After some time to recover from the shaky events, Alisha indicated that: if they moved on, they would enter the village. Two houses would be the first of many that they would find, and these first two were the houses of the guardians, security guards, currently.

"How about a kick?"

As you know, Alisha's patience was very short. For more than five minutes Jack had been trying to open the door of the house on his left, since the one on the right was out of the question. Although the years passed, wood was the only thing that had some details of wear and tear, and once again the strangeness gave way, the door was pretty sure not to want to open.

"How could this damn door be intact?" between teeth, Jack had also lost his patience.

Out of breath, the strategies he went through to try to open the door failed miserably. The kick wasn't bad thinking. Walking a little further away, Jack raised his leg and, with all his might, kicked the door. A big dust was formed, but the door was still intact.

"Unbelieving!" he tried again and again and gave up on the third attempt, otherwise he would break his leg. "This is impossible!" he shouted in frustration, banging his fists closed on the damn door.

"We'll have to see another way in!" Nick proposed, looking around.

"Or can we move on and see somewhere else?" contradicts Judy

"According to reports, this house holds something important. What? I do not know, but all the people I asked, warned that they had seen something here. So, I don't think we should go ahead without first inspecting." Alisha had a point of view, but Judy still twisted her nose at those words.

"We can try to get in there!" Nick spoke. His arm stretched to his left side, pointing to a broken window. And since they were small mammals, there would be no problem passing through there.

The first to do the honors of the house was Jack. Already furious that he didn't have any way of getting through the door, he first wanted to find out what was stranding her. Alisha followed soon after. With Jack's help, she got in without a problem. Nick didn't take long to follow her, but it was Judy who kept her foot in the back. Without knowing how to explain it, her fur shivered.

"Carrots?"

With her eyebrow arched, Nick looked at her confused. She wasn't staring at him, but he noticed fear in her purple gaze and the glowing glow disappeared.

"Carrots?" with a firmer voice, he called her again. Now, yes, he already had her attention on him. "Let's go!" he stretched out his paw, giving her permission to grab him. Without hesitating any longer, she went ahead, and he helped her in.

Once inside, the darkness welcomed them. There was a small light, strangely, inside a small, old candelabra on a small dark wooden table in a corner from wherever they were.

"The flashlights." asked Jack, turning to Nick.

Removing the backpack, the fox removed four lanterns, delivering one each.

"This is..."

With her mouth open, the admiration in Alisha's eyes was understandable. When she lit the flashlight, the atmosphere in which they found themselves was nothing more than a small collection of dresses. It was supposed to belong to a female closet, because the things they had there were totally feminine and...in good condition.

"I'm sure the breakfast we ate should have drugs." Jack began to say "How, but how is all this possible, after so many years, CENTURES, still in a considerable preserved state?"

"If you admire this, I don't even want to imagine when I tell you what I saw." Nick took the floor, passing by.

Ignoring the furniture, the dresses, the screens, the candlesticks and whatever should be undone, he went to a small door. It was small, on which he had to crouch to open it. The effort was not necessary, because the door opened without any problem. Passing through it was a bit difficult, but it was possible.

"Come on," he called his friends who followed him closely.

A Hall was what they found. A Hall with a pit in the middle, straw scattered all over the place and a small clearing to make the fire for cooking. A staircase on the left side gave access to the upper floor. A small step descended into a corridor that was still a few meters long. Beyond the corridor, it was impossible to see, since a curtain filled with blue shades of wear and some tears, did not let them see what was on the other side.

"Did we really end up in a very primary century?" Alisha was incredulous. And the thing that most disturbed her incredulity was the damn well in the middle of a house.

"No. In the old days, it was common for wells like this in this kind of village." Judy answered her. She liked history, so the well didn't alarm her much.

"Interesting!" dryly, Alisha replied with a twist of her eyes.

"What did you find out from the mammals reports about this house?" Jack turned his attention to her.

"They are the houses of the village guardians. There's nothing to it. However, guardian houses used to keep relics and stories as diaries of the daily life of the village. We won't have a terrifying story here, but possibly more information hidden somewhere."

For the first time, Judy appreciated Vixen's intelligence.

"I'll check the first floor." Jack took the words.

"I'll go with you." Nick said and approached Jack.

"If you don't mind, I'd rather see what's behind that curtain." Judy spoke, pointing to the corridor ahead of her.

The answer was a positive nod. Alisha, as was supposed to, wherever Nick went, she would go after him.

The three mammals climbed the wooden stair to their left. Judy climbed down the small step and, pulling the curtains to the side, she entered the corridor. To her surprise, this one still had a big greeting. A few steps were taken for two other small corridors, which she confirmed that had two doors. There is another small corridor in front of her. This one, however, was a little bigger, in which Judy walked a little until she found a door on her right side. Without delay, she put her paw on the doorknob and turned it. There was no problem in opening it. The darkness received her warmly. Entering and closing the door behind her, the flashlight was pointed in all directions. She was in a room. Walking a little, passing the small biombo on her left side that separated the entrance, she climbed the small three steps. There, the moonlight brightened the small room. In front of her was a small garden. In it, a snail staircase would give access to perhaps... An attic?

Judy pointed the flashlight at the small table in front of her. Two notebooks, already worn out by time, are still there. Some pages were missing, but the first pages were intact. Getting closer, Judy knelt. With one of her paws, she began to leaf through the notebook.

"I came looking for him. When he told me that he would come to investigate the events in the village, I did not think much about it. After all, his work required him to do so. In the first few days I still received information from him, but then I heard nothing more…" the other two pages were impossible to understand. Judy passed further ahead where writing was already noticeable. "Andrew... I finally got to this village you told me about. I haven't heard from you in two weeks. I won't tell you that it was easy to convince the police by letting me come, but I had to know what happened to you, my love. Nights of bad sleep, looking at the cell phone, waiting to hear from you, they made my despair bring me here..." again, the words became difficult to read. The confusion became even more acute in the poor bunny. The notebook was old, it should have been 100 years old. How could such modern words be possible? Once again, Judy went through the most pages and couldn't find anything else.

Closing the notebook and straightening herself out, she did not win the fright when the closet door on her left, began to open. Pointing the flashlight in the direction of what happened, her heart stopped when something was coming out of there.

To be continued…