Cuming of AgeChapter 4
Jackson and Raymond were waiting for me and talked between themselves in a foreign language as we walked down one flight of stairs and into a hallway. About half way down the hallway, I could hear sounds coming from several of the rooms. The same sounds that I had heard coming from my parent’s room on many nights when they thought I was asleep. We got to room 218 and they opened the door. There was nothing in the room but a large bed with clean white sheets and a camera pointed toward the...