Emily stepped back into her room and noticed that it still smelled heavily of cigarette smoke, which she thought was odd. She scanned the room and noticed that a fog of smoke shifted in the stagnant air just above eye level. Could it really have remained so thick? It didn't seem to make any sense, but she also didn't really have any other explanation at the moment. Emily looked down to see her pack of cigarettes where she had left them, on the floor with her lighter next to her chair facing the window.

Emily stepped a few feet towards the window and looked down at the porch she had...