I woke up to a loud crash in the hallway. When I sat up, grunting noises and banging against the wall were all I could hear. I kicked my legs over to the side and touched the cold floor with my feet. Who's out there?
When I stood up, the handle on my door began to jiggle. Someone's trying to get in. I quickly got down beside my bed and placed my hand under it, trying to find the g*n I stashed there a while ago.
I pulled it out just when the person trying to get in, stormed into my room. I held my position of pointing my g*n in their direction, even though there's a bright flashlight pointed at me. As my eyes adjust to the new lighting, the person came closer and collapsed onto the floor.
"Coleman?"
He lay there unmoving after a couple of times saying his name. I was more worried about
