The Noise Behind The Sheetrock

Arthur placed his ear directly against the smooth white surface of the living room partition.

A muffled voice echoed faintly through the dark gap inside the wall studs.

Arthur recognized the voice immediately as his young son Leo clear voice.

The boy was calling out for help from somewhere behind the painted sheetrock panel.

Arthur stepped back in complete shock and turned his gaze directly toward Sarah.

Sarah stepped backward toward the front entry door with wide frightened eyes.

She claimed that she had no idea what Arthur was talking about right now.

Arthur did not waste another single second arguing with his defensive wife.

He ran toward the garage door at the far end of the long hallway.

He opened the tool rack locker and grabbed a heavy steel sledgehammer from the hook.

Arthur marched back into the main hallway with determination surging through his veins.

Sarah screamed at him to stop before he destroyed their expensive property walls.

Arthur swung the heavy steel hammer directly into the center of the white drywall sheet.

The loud impact echoed through the house as white plaster dust filled the warm air.

Arthur dropped the tool onto the marble floor with a heavy metallic clatter sound.

He reached his bare hands into the jagged hole and pulled big drywall pieces away.

He ripped off large chunks of gray plaster and insulation material with his fingers.

Inside the tiny dark framing cavity sat little Leo crouched on the wooden beam frame.

The young boy was covered in grey drywall dust and small surface scratches.

Leo was holding a small black electronic digital voice recorder in his right hand.

His small curly hair was messy and his face was smeared with dark dirt marks.

Arthur reached his large trembling hands through the open wooden studs toward his son.

He asked Leo if he was hurt or broken inside the dark wall pocket.

Leo looked straight into his father eyes with intense relief and deep emotion.

He pushed the small electronic recorder forward through the wooden framing gap.

Leo told his father that this small machine held all the real truth tonight.

He urged his father to call emergency services immediately to save their family life.