episode 1

I followed the painted baseboard with slow, careful steps, keeping close to the wall. The smooth floorboards felt cool under my paws. Ahead, the bedroom door stood slightly ajar, pinned in place by a heavy canvas wedge. A fresh, steady draft flowed right through the narrow opening at nose level. I stopped at the wooden threshold and lowered myself down, holding my ground while the moving air brushed past my ears. Through the slim gap, the quiet hallway stretched out into the morning light, waiting.