Kevin's POV
I got home early that day… well, earlier than usual since I had nothing to keep me away from home. The silent tense environment of the house caught my intention the moment I entered the house. I found everyone in the living room, Mrs Sarah, Mr Hank, Gary and one unexpected arrival, Claire Winters. "I'm home…" I said to them hesitantly.
"You took your time getting here," my adoptive father was the first to speak. His discontent, clear as a bell as he spoke, "Did your memories mess with the route that's supposed to lead you here?"
6:59:23pm, my internal clock went. Compared to the normal seven or eight that I was getting used to, this was early and yet, there he was, blaming me for showing up late. My instincts immediately told me something was wrong, but how I approached the situation remained a total blank to me. I remained quiet for a bit and took a step back, "I have homework."
