 I brushed off the uneasy feeling, dropping my backpack on the floor and starting on my homework. About 30 minutes in, the longest that my parents had ever been gone, I heard small, faint, footstep-like sounds upstairs, coming from the laundry room and going towards my mom's desk. My mother's office is right by the laundry room, and you can access it through a door. I work at the kitchen table, and my mom's office is on a bit of a balcony above.