Suzanna got up from the stone and was about to go back to the car when she heard a voice: “Come!” Come to me! Come to me! Come! And, just like the first time, these clear words were followed by an unintelligible sob. The girl froze. The voice was so pitiful that she could not move from her place. And then she heard these words again: “Come, come... come to me!” Come! Suzanne suddenly felt like her brain was about to explode from this one phrase. She stood motionless for several minutes, but then gathered her strength and rushed to the car parked under the trees. She quickly inserted the key into the ignition and started the engine. She wanted to leave here as quickly as possible. Just not to know or hear anything. It can not be so! She's just Suzanne Lambert, Suzanne Lambert, Suzanne Lambert...