After ringing the doorbell for the third time, you begin to wonder if your friend is even home. You find yourself thinking that this situation is quite peculiar, as she had called you a few hours before and left a message saying that she had wanted you to come over. You would have been there sooner, but you had been sleeping when the phone had rang, and you're such a heavy sleeper even an earthquake wouldn't wake you.
Figuring that she had probably decided to step out, you cut your losses and turn to walk away. As you make your way down the driveway, you see a white Ford Focus start to pull in – the vehicle your friend's mom drives. Taking a closer look as the car rolls to a stop and the tall woman gets out, you see that her eyes are bloodshot as if she's been crying.
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