Handling Things, One By One
"Shit, man, it's fucked! Who the fuck did this?"
Two thing happened at once. First, their dorm room was quite a mess. Most of their clothings were on the ground, while some of their belongings were on the ground with the exception of Dean's wardrobe which he fitted with a padlock.
Second, Orion was supposed to be here, but he was nowhere to be found. Could he go somewhere and forget to lock the door? Nevertheless, the room was a mess without any apparent reason.
"The door's not locked either," Dean checked on the door lock. The RFID scanner indicated that the room was left unlocked, and Dean didn't even need to use his card to open the door, it was halfway open when he arrived at the dorm from accompanying Andre to buy ammunition.
Orion was at home, taking a rest since he was having a fever when they left. He didn't even attend the academy today. Supposedly, he could take the bus and go to the hospital while forgetting to lock the door.