Orion carefully walked through the front hall of his house, where the doors to all the other rooms were connected.
The first door closest to him was his bedroom. He approached slowly, his fingers wrapping around the handle. With a soft creak, he opened it just enough to peek inside, his body poised to react. The room was empty. Everything seemed untouched, just as he had left it.
He stepped back, closing the door quietly, and turned his attention to the next—the living room.
Something about this door felt different, a sense of unease creeping into his chest. His pulse quickened slightly, but he didn't hesitate.
'I can sense it. There is someone in this room!'
Orion could feel the presence of someone behind the living room door. He was certain—his senses never failed him. There was definitely someone there.
