I stood in front of the house, the address scribbled on the paper clutched in my hand. It's a rather decent home, closer to a two story middle class place. I don't know what exactly I was expecting to come across, maybe a more run down house with an overgrown lawn. Maybe that's a little cliche. Taking a deep breath, I walk up to the door and give the wood a few knocks. After waiting a few minutes with no answer, I actually look around and take in the surrounding area. There wasn't a vehicle parked in the driveway, though there could still be someone who decided to stay at the house. Knocking again, I wait. No answer was forthcoming. 'What do I do? I can't exactly break in. Gaara might not even be here.' A rather loud thump interrupted my thoughts, bringing my attention back to the house. 'Did that come from inside? It could have just been a cat or dog or something.' The feeling in my stomach said otherwise.
Swallowing thickly, I attempt to turn the handle, only to find it unlocked. 'That's really odd and suspicious. Why would they leave without locking the door? Maybe this is some sort of trap. Even if it is, Gaara is my priority right now. If he really is here, and the one making that thumping noise, then I need to find him.' I walk in, taking note of the multitude of beer bottles and cans littering the floor and tables. The house keys are also laying haphazardly on the floor a few feet from the door. The second thing to register in my brain is the smell. 'Stale beer, old food, and...blood? That's really not good.' Taking a chance, after looking around again to make sure I wouldn't get jumped, I spoke.
"Hello? Anyone home?" The answer was another loud thump, sounding as though it came from directly above me.
"Gaara?" I asked hesitantly, but there wasn't another answer. Feeling dread pool in my stomach, I make my way towards the steps, grabbing a nearby bat just in case. I ignore the brown crust that covered in in spots, knowing it would make me sick if I did. Climbing the steps, I find four more doors, with only the bathroom door open. 'Okay, one is the parents room, one is his, that leaves the third one. He is most likely in one of the rooms to my right, since the thumping sounded right above me earlier. That leaves only one room, with the bathroom right next to it.' Walking to the mentioned door, I open it cautiously, only to be greeted with a passed out and bloody Gaara chained to the wall.
