The glow on Michal's hand disappeared while it was still half hidden under the blanket. That constant tone filled the room just like the orange light of the August evening.

From a distance, the muffled ringing of a church bell could be heard. The bell announced that it was exactly 7:00 PM. The relatives remained sitting in the room without a word for a while.

The door to the room slowly opened, and a nurse looked inside. At that moment, everyone turned to her, and the nurse seemed to apologize. She raised her palms and wanted to retreat, but Robert told her:

"Just come in. We won't keep you." So the nurse very carefully slipped into the room and slowly walked over to the bed with Michal. She turned off the devices and then spread a thin white sheet over his head. Then she removed the suction cups from his chest, the oximeter from his left middle finger, and next she was going to take the bed to the morgue.

"I'll wait if you want," she told them.

"It's okay," Robert told her. Then the nurse took the controls from the lower compartment under the bed and used them to make the bed move behind her. All the relatives immediately made way for the nurse, and the nurse drove the bed out of the room.

The next day, the worries began. Naturally, the will, the estate, and the date of the funeral were being dealt with, along with its overall organization. It took the whole day, so that Dan's mother, Klara, didn't return home until the evening. She was exhausted from being on her feet all day. She knocked on the door of Dan's room and then entered. Dan was doing his homework there.

"May I?" she said. Dan stopped his work and listened.

"I was dealing with it today with great-grandpa, and... it's true. He left you his house when you grow up. But that wasn't all." She opened her black purse and showed him two more items. One of them was a paper letter, and the other was his silver ring, which was currently trapped in a plastic bag. To explain, she said:

"Both come with the house. We'll probably put it in the bank in a safe deposit box for now. I think there was some condition that you have to prove yourself with at least one of them during the handover. So we'd better put it in a safe deposit box so that there isn't a problem with it later. I don't know why, but grandpa made up various things. This probably isn't the strangest thing he ever came up with. Have you tried that card from him yet?"

"Yeah," he answered simply.

"Does it work?"

"Yeah."

"That's good. So – I won't disturb you anymore. So that you have all your homework done on time."