Today, around 11 a.m., Clara returned home after a four-month business trip. She didn’t call ahead to let her husband or son know she was coming.
As she climbed the stairs of the building, the silence hit her and left her paralyzed. There was no music, no television, nothing at all. She knocked once. Then she knocked a little harder. No one answered. Clara frowned. The air in the room felt ionized, charged with a static that made the hair on…