Not that I was expecting anyone to be there.
I reached out and tried the handle. The door was unlocked.
Gripping the red case and soaking wet from the rain
I glanced around, then quickly pushed the door open,
stepped into the house, and closed the door behind me.
As I stood there on the carpet, adjusting my eyes
to the gloom, I felt the Sentinel make its first move.
Read and then collect all the narratives by walking through them