After dinner, we both went to our rooms and be the usual cave trolls on a Friday night; indulging on TV series, films, comics, games or whatever. Or at least, I did that.

But, to say the truth, I was waiting.

I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was going on. Something wrong. And, I’ll be damned, I wanted to find out no matter what.

So, I waited.

At about 4am, the house was quiet. It was a small house and you could hear everything from one room to the other. And there hadn’t been a sound coming from next door for a good two hours, so I decided to take the risk.

I tiptoed out of my room, slid through the corridor and used my ninja skills to slightly open Matt’s door.

There was a faint light coming from his laptop. “Shit.” I thought. Was he still awake? Think of an excuse, just in case!

“…Matt?” I whispered.

No answer.

I opened the door and slid inside, unnoticed. As I got closer to him, I noticed his steady breath and his headphones on him.

This time, I notice what’s on his laptop.

Static.