Inside the McKay residence, Seth rang the doorbell in a rush, his fingers tapping the button a second time even before the sound of the first chime faded. The moment the door cracked open, Mother McKay pulled it wide and immediately grabbed his wrist.
"Seth! You're finally here," she gasped, not giving him a chance to step in on his own. She pulled him through the entryway with urgency, her grip tight, her footsteps fast and uneven as she led him toward the hallway.
"Mum, what happened? What's the big emergency?" Seth asked, worry spreading over his face as he tried to keep up with her pace.
"It's your little brother, Leo. He's…he is acting strangely. He locked himself in his room, won't talk to anyone, and now he started drinking!" she said breathlessly, looking over her shoulder, her eyes wide with a mixture of anger and helplessness.
Seth's feet stumbled for half a second. "What? Drinking?" His face twisted in confusion. "Leo?!" Seth asked with disbelief.
