2AM

The clock struck 2am.

As I dragged myself from the couch, after saving my work. Mind was still occupied by my character, Lennard, who was trying hard to cope with his wife's demise.

I was taking baby steps towards my bedroom while trying to find a solution on how to help him cope, just then I heard a loud thumping and pounding of the pipes. Frightened, I ran towards the noise. Peeped out