Running down the stairs frantically as I tried so stop her from getting any closer than she already was to the door. I persuaded her not to but at that moment the knocking was getting louder. It was louder than before clear as day waiting for someone to answer.
I could tell that she wasn't going to stop until she knew what was beyond the chipped brown door. To our surprise there was a voice loud but not harmful. She opened the door convinced that there was nothing to worry about. There was a man, a police officer, he said, Hi Mr. and Mrs. White I have a couple questions for you.
After a couple minutes the police man said that our son had woke up and he would be ok but it wasn't the machinery that killed him they found evidence that it was you, Mr. White. It couldn't be I wasn't anywhere near him at the time. As Mrs. White started crying a quiet voice echoed in my head "The Monkeys Paw" louder and louder until it finally stopped and I heard him say your under arrest.