Grasping the baseball bat, I turned the doorknob, listening with every part of my body. The alarm started counting down. After thirty seconds, it sounded. Let it keep screaming. I called my dog. “Biko-nu! Biko-nu!” Nothing. I moaned, holding up the bat. I took a few more steps down the hallway, blinking tears from my eyes. “Who the fuck is in here?” I said. “Show yourself!” Tappity tappity tap, I heard. Something was running toward me.
