While I was in the next room, getting ready for bed. I heard the noise and thought its just my flatmate who got up to get something.. but then I heard that the door is open and I thought I check if she is alright. So when I open the door, I see that our front door is open and I hear somebody running away. I hear that somebody is running down the stairs (we live in the 3rd floor) and then I see him running out of the downstairs door and running away. Unfortunately I only saw the silhouette so I was not really helping the police at all that I called.

I was shaking afterwards and I only managed to sleep with some valerian drops and lots of effort to relax.

Of course now I start to think what could have happened which makes things a lot worse..

oh, and he managed to steal two empty handbags from my flatmate. One she had made herself and one she bought on a trip to London.. Hopefully they lie somewhere near the house in a bush..