Mitch seems stunned by the sudden suspicion. He stops, staring at Frank with a confused and almost stoned expression. "Uh, I live with my mom. I assume she's upstairs sleeping," he says, pointing a finger at one of the dark second floor windows that almost looks like a skull's eye socket. He adds, "It's like, almost three in the morning man."

Jen scans the surrounding area; blackness clawing in from flat wasteland and dying vegetation. She can maybe see another property, maybe a 50 yards away... but it's almost all darkness.