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‘So there were several of you at the start?’ Joona asks, a shiver running up his spine and making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

‘Everyone was frightened … I was calling for Mum and Dad … and there was a grown-up woman and an old man on the floor … they were sitting on the floor behind the sofa … She tried to calm me down, but … but I could hear her crying the whole time.’

‘What did she say?’ Joona asks.

‘I don’t remember, I don’t remember anything, maybe I dreamed the whole thing …’

‘You just mentioned an old man and a woman.’

‘No.’

‘Behind the sofa,’ Joona says.

‘No,’ Mikael whispers.

‘Do you remember any names?’

He coughs and shakes his head.

‘Everyone was just crying and screaming, and the woman with the eye kept asking about two boys,’ he says, his eyes focused inwardly.

‘Do you remember any names?’

‘What?’

‘Do you remember the names of—’

‘I don’t want to, I don’t want to …’

‘I’m not trying to upset you, but—’

‘They all disappeared, they just disappeared,’ Mikael says, his voice getting louder. ‘They all disappeared, they all …’