There was a loud bang on the door. Unceasing and arrhythmic.
Albert rolled over in bed and pulled the pillow over his head. 'Who the hell is that?' he wondered.
Bang! Bang!! Bang!!! Came the sound again. The person wasn't giving up. In fact, it seemed like they had all day. He rose his head and glanced at his table clock, it read 10:45 am. He sighed and shut his eyes again. There was a doorbell, but whoever was at the door didn't care to use it. Incessantly using that would also 've caused a ruckus but the stuttering relentlessness that came with banging on a door, was more annoying.
