"Bradley?" Stacy's voice reverberated off the yellow painted walls of the narrow hallway, as she knocked on the wooden bedroom door for what felt like the millionth time that day. She felt herself getting even more concerned than she had been earlier standing in the hallway lined with family portraits and small furniture. Letting out a sigh of agitation she grasped the doorknob, the metal cooling against her touch as she slowly turned the door knob.
"B-Man?" Her voice soft as she opened the door a crack to peek inside, however, the only thing that greeted her was pure darkness. As the door opened further she realized that the room wasn't completely dark having recognized the glow of a computer monitor in the corner of the room. The only sound traveling to her ears was the sound of continuous typing from the person sitting at the desk where the computer monitor rested.
"Hey! long time, no see." A smile crept onto Stacy's face as she traversed Bradley's messy room to the window. "Geez wh