noisy silk

She tried to escape, only to find the entrance blocked by the broken door. It seemed to her that the building's staircase had also collapsed, leaving the building suspended in mid-air without a ladder, and she would have to find her own way out! She remembered that at that moment, amidst the silence, the broken door, and the building without a ladder, the idea of ??killing the man struck her. She remembered running to the kitchen, grabbing the knife, and then rushing into the living room, her vision still blurred and thick. She imagined herself attacking him from behind, like in the movies, blow after blow, the knife, surprisingly, brittle and light! As if she were striking not flesh and bone, but the dust of the storm! She remembered that later, when she saw the man lying on the floor, she dropped the knife, pushed open the broken door, and fled...