The Hunting

You get up from your bed to see what the neighbors are up to so late.

You walk out to the window by your front door and hear a wailing child, that's right, their kid probably saw the alert on their IPad or whatever kids have these days at nine years old. He shouldn't even have an electronic ugh.

But as you contemplate on the stupid Gen Z kiddos you hear a huge crash coming from the kitchen.

You jump but don't dare to scream, your glass sliding door was busted into, must be an intruder.... or just a really drunk roommate coming in too late.
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