Home again
After the visit, we returned home. The feeling that something was wrong stayed with me well into the night. When everyone was asleep, I decided to act like a detective. Tim’s room would be the first step. If I could get a glimpse of what was on his mind, maybe I could find out what was tormenting him so much. Although the idea brought me a weight of guilt, I felt I couldn’t stand by. Something had to be done, even if it meant invading his space.
Home Again
Entering discreetly
I waited until the deep silence of the night, my heart beating fast as I walked quietly down the corridor. I couldn’t risk waking Jeff or Tim. The bedroom door opened soundlessly, letting the moonlight cast soft shadows inside. My nerves were on alert – what if he woke up? Still, determination spoke louder. I entered carefully, determined to look for a clue that would explain Tim’s enigmatic behavior.
Entering Discreetly
