Break In

The door was sealed shut. Bolted. Locked tightly. Secured with a chain.

"I love this kind of adventuring," said Kevin. He bent down and dug into his backpack, drawing out bolt cutters. He gave us a look. "But are you sure you want to go in?"

I nodded, curling my toes against each other. I could feel a strange electricity around the place. A buzzing in my brain. A fly landed on my cheek and I swatted it away.

"Just break down the door," said Betty. "Or I could do it for you...."

Kevin wasn't the sort of person to let a challenge go. He cut the locks, and swung into the door with all his might. Despite the old oak work on the door, it gave. He bashed out a hole for us to enter into.

"It might be a little tight to squeeze into," he said.

"So not like your mother?" asked William. We turned back to look at him. We'd almost forgotten he was there.

"C'mon man," Kevin said, "I know she's hot but--"

"But you don't want to know that she takes it from anyone who wants her?"

"I said c'mon." Kevin grabbed William close to him.

"What are you going to do, kiss me?" William asked.