"What are you doing, Elder Schrader?"
"I'm opening the window, what does it look like?"
Elder Neeley could hear Gotswana's words echoing through his mind: Always sleep with the windows closed. It had just been one more rule to add to the giant list that they'd been given at the Missionary Training Centre - and now, it seemed to be going the same way as the rest of them.
"But didn't Gotswana say that we shouldn't-"
"Look, Elder Neeley, it's scorching in here, and I definitely won't be able to sleep unless we get some air in here. You didn't object to Elder Church and Elder Davis destroying the alarm clocks, did you? What makes this different?"
"Didn't he say something about murderers coming in through the window?"
"How long have we been here? Six months. When has anything ever tried to come through the window? Oh, that's right. Never."
He had a point. They'd never found any marks on the window, any footprints around it, no signs that anyone apart from the missionaries had ever come near this building. It was really, really hot today as well.
He could never have imagined what would come next…