No, that will be one of the first places they will look. Pick a place, a good place, and maybe I'll be safe after all. I finally decide on the guest room. I close the door, get as far back in the closet as I can get, and cover myself with dirty clothes. I have a small chance if I can just stay quiet.
Minutes drag by.
I can hear them going from room to room. There is no question about that. Quiet, quiet, I must remain as quiet as a mouse. I can feel my heart thudding in my ears. They will get to this room very soon.