Early the next morning, before the sunlight streaming through the window could wake Eric, a loud knocking at his door roused him from sleep. Still groggy, he pulled on his pajamas and shuffled to the door. Peering through the peephole, he saw a woman, an elderly man, and a boy.
"What's going on?" Eric muttered, rubbing his eyes as he opened the door.
"Eric, wake up! Didn't you see the messages?" the boy said urgently.
"Quick, check the group chat!" the woman added.
"Someone's causing trouble for you again," the elderly man chimed in.
Eric immediately snapped to attention and grabbed his phone. Sure enough, the same account that had stirred up trouble about his weapons before was at it again.
This time, they had posted a photo. When Eric zoomed in, he recognized it as a snapshot of hi
