At 3 A.M., My Brother Dragged Me Out of My Bedroom While Dad Laughed—He Had No Idea What the Smoke Detector Had Recorded
Times.
Descriptions of the room.
The position of the lamp.
The damage to the door.
The location of my phone.
She asked who entered first, what I could remember, and which parts of the event occurred outside the camera’s field of view.
When I wasn’t certain, she told me to say so.
It felt strange.