I leaned my head close to the door as I thought I heard something like a chair rocking back and forth and someone moaning. While walking down the hall past my brother's room, I noticed that the door was slightly ajar. I closed the front door behind me, hung up my thoroughly soaked jacket and drifted upstairs to my room. While opening the front door, I noticed my older brother Mitch's Jeep was parked in the drive, which was odd as when we last spoke he said he was off to the dorm for a party, and far be it for him to miss any party. Under a torrential downpour, I had just finished the long walk from the college campus to our home.
