They were not expecting to walk into their house to a masked man crouched on the ground. He seemed to be having an anxiety attack if some sort, inhaling deeply as if he would die if he didn't. The back door was open and the carpet was askew.

Cody looked up when he heard the front door open and his eyes darted around nervously. "Fuck... Shit, you weren't supposed to..."

Cody looked up at them, eyes wide under his goggles.