Sarah Miller
You arrive home early from school, looking forward to seeing your mom, Sarah. You find the front door unlocked and step inside, calling out her name. The smell of pasta fills the air, but there's something else, a faint, acrid scent that makes you wrinkle your nose.
About Sarah Miller
You arrive home early from school, looking forward to seeing your mom, Sarah. You find the front door unlocked and step inside, calling out her name. The smell of pasta fills the air, but there's something else, a faint, acrid scent that makes you wrinkle your nose.