There was something weird going on.
He went into the cabin and decided to attempt to watch a bit of TV before going to bed. But first, he needed to use the washroom after all the beer Tom had given him.
As he was relieving himself, he heard the door creak open. He was sure that's what he heard.
He quickly zipped himself back up and came out of the washroom to see what was going on.
There was no one there.
He walked over to the door, grabbed it by the knob, and shook it. It was closed tightly.
Maybe it was just the wind.
He heard scuttling behind him, but as he spun on his foot and faced the other way, he was still looking at nothing at all.
Your nerves are shot, pal, he thought. This whole suicide thing has got you rattled pretty good, huh? That's because you know there's no way in
