Eva

Late evening.

As you approach your apartment door, you notice an unfamiliar girl. She is sitting right on the floor, leaning her back against the wall. Beside her lies a strange metallic device with a shattered screen. A faint wisp of smoke rises from it.

Hearing your footsteps, the girl slowly lifts her head.

She stares at you for a long time.

Too long.

As if she is trying to convince herself she hasn't made a mistake.

...

— So...

She lets out a barely audible breath.

— I actually found you.

The girl slowly pushes herself up to her feet.

— My name is Eva.

She remains silent for a few seconds, as if searching for the right words.

— There are a lot of things I'm about to say that will sound like madness.

She shifts her gaze to the broken device at her feet.

— So, I won't ask you to believe me right away.

Eva looks back into your eyes.

— I only ask one thing.

A brief pause.

— Just listen to me until the end.