(time to go)

I'm finally here, as i enter the tiny hall, not bigger than a bathroom, there's a window in fornt of me and i can see a yard outside, surrounded by a tall fence going on a square and stamped with different doors, to each one a bell.
On a counter i found a piece of paper with a big blue hollow arrow drawn on it and pointing through the window and accross the yard, there's also a short note, the words are kind and welcoming, telling me not to wait but to come and ring right away. That i do.
But before i can ring the door opens and she's here, tall, thin, white skin, and pale hair, wearing messy pastel clothes as she was hardly awake and quickly dressed. She sees me and has a step back, her head rolls on the side to the surprise, one second then she realizes and she jumps in my arms to give me a long hug, she keeps her composure and her lips doesn't smile, her skin is soft.
She shows me around and in the first corridor i meet the man she's living with, an indian (from india), smooth black skin and slick hair, a strong frame, he seems busy to prepare the dinner coming but welcomes me warmly, there's an hectic atmosphere but cheerful and light, there's so much stories to tell and i have to remind myself to speak in english and not in my natural french language.
The house is big and well furnished, i'm impressed, so many rooms and dead end corridors, i go around freely, chatting with the two others, then with one, and the other, but no time really to sit down, there's an event later and the meal must be ready, the house must be clean.
On my own in a corridor i kneel to arrange my belongings, she comes near me and kneel too, our hands brush one another, so i softly take hers and we stay a little moment like this, in a calm intimacy, then an uneasiness came from her and she has to leave and go back to the rush.
Dinner's ready and her parents are entering the kitchen, the woman is jovial, her body is big and round, her hair are pale, the husband is wide too with scarce black hair and a stubble, the both have the rural look, everyone is laughing generously, while the little brother plays tricks, sitting on her mother's lap.
After some time the party is over and the house is untidy again, i can't seem to notice anyone though there's this impression that the rooms are filled with strangers, but they are only friendly vapors to me, i'm searching for her, i know my time here is short and i'll have to travel back soon, i go along all the corridors and through all the doors, i recognize her own bedroom with girly stuff, cute art and pastel colors, but i'm unable to find her, the atmosphere is still cheerful and light, and my head is clear.
Finally i go outside to roam in the yard, then to the hall for inquiry (though i notice no one here), when i come back the door is closed, the house is deserted, the air is still, not a move, not a sound, and the atmosphere fell to blank.