Go and try to gain access to your house.
Your run, shrieking like a banshee, at your front door. At the last possible moment before impact you move into a graceful pirhouette, letting your body go limp. The door doesn't stand a chance against the power of the Bashed Crab manoeuvre, and is splintered into fragments.
Now, inside your house, you cannot locate the screaming boy at all, as his screaming is omnipresent.
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