Who’s home?

“I’m home...!” Cyrus exclaimed with a wide grin as he pushed open the main door. His smile faded quickly when he saw that there was no one in the sitting room.

“Oh... harsh...’ he mumbled as he walked in.

“Emily? Dad? Dylan...?” he called out, pushing open the doors to each person’s room.

“Where is everyone?” he soliloquized, suspending his arms mid-air.