Keep moving

Following the sound of people laughing, you peek into what looks like it used to be a bedroom but now holds little more than a single piece of exercise equipment. A bunch of party kids sit around the floor, an empty beer bottle laying on it’s side in the middle of the circle. Seeing you, one of the boys greets you with a friendly, “Hey! You want to join in?” Everyone else says something and waves you in as well. Another boy adds, “We always need more girls.”

You smile at their warm greeting and curiously inquire, “What are you playing?”

The first boy says, “Seven minutes in heaven.” You nod, looking up now at the open closet with nothing inside except some old boxes up on the shelf.