That she can’t find him

“Hey, Stanley… have you seen your dad?”

“No… why?”

“He sent me to get his antacids.”

“Can’t say I’ve seen him.”

Ann went inside her house, figuring he and her father had needed a refill on their wine.

Instead she heard odd noises.

A creak and groan, coming from upstairs.

Something didn’t feel right, she felt like she shouldn’t be involving herself in this.

But curiosity got the better of her and she climbed the stairs.