More distressing than the skinned knees was the fact that when I got back to my car, there was a police car parked in front of a house nearby. As I was getting into my car, another police car pulled up, and as I was driving away, a third was coming toward me, followed by a fire truck. (Morbidly curious, I drove by the house again more than three hours later, and there was still a cruiser and a police van parked on the street.)
The most distressing detail of all is that as I was approaching my car, I became aware that I could just hear a sort of a screeching sound. It was probably just a bird in the distance, but it’s not out of the question that it was shrieking from inside the house.
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