AARYN
Aaryn snuck across the landing at the top of the stairs of his old home and noticed the door into his own bedroom, off to the left, cracked open. The moonlight showing from behind the door, so the window's curtains must be open. He hoped that Eadhye was taking advantage of his now-empty room and not making herself sleep with his mother, or on the couch. He hadn't seen her downstairs. Hopefully the door was cracked so she would hear if his mother needed something. He'd often slept that way himself.
He turned the handle on his mother's bedroom door with a soft knock, then pushed it open to peer around it. It was so dark inside it took a moment for his eyes to pick up enough light to see clearly. And when he did, his stomach sank.
He pushed the door open and leaned across to the small lantern on the dresser, striking the flint to light it. But it didn't illuminate any more than he already knew.
