The house, a two storey building, looked intact. It had no broken windows and the front door was shut. We all peeked into the living room through the window's sheer curtains and saw no signs of movement or violence inside.
I was about to look at the street over my shoulder to see if there was still no infected there when a sharp rap on the window's glass made me yelp. I clamped my hands down on my mouth and glared at Faye as my heart beat wildly in my chest.
"What? We needed to know if there were any infected inside," she said, defending herself when she saw that we were all glaring at her. She looked back into the house through the window and rapped on the glass again after a couple of seconds.
Nothing happened. The inside of the house was deathly silent just like the street.
"Now we know it's definitely empty," she stated as Laleh walked over to the door and tried to open it but it was locked.
