Later, the monitoring record placed the critical signal at 11:11 p.m.

At the time, I did not look at a clock.

The noise filled the hallway, and I knew only that the house had changed from a place I wanted to leave to a place I had to leave.

My hand moved toward the light switch out of habit.

I stopped before touching it.

No electrical switches.

I pulled the suitcase once.

The damaged wheel caught harder.