00000001 (boy next door)
[Floor 5, room 514; the door is wide open and a disturbance is breaking out for all ears within range to hear. Those unfortunate enough to have their journals open are likely to catch the full brunt of the ruckus. It starts with a groan of wood then a heavy thud like a large piece of furniture being toppled, contents spilling out all over the floor. An uneasy silence follows.]
[Someone is there breathing like a wolf, evidently enraged.]
...Not here. [The voice is surprisingly quiet and juvenile. More noise ensues as he continues his search, wardrobe doors being thrown open-]
Not here.
[-objects, including breakable ones, being tossed carelessly aside. The noise starts to build like a storm, louder and louder.]
[snarls] Not here.
NOT HERE!! [Insert deepening, monstrous roar. And here it comes... another collausal CRASH. This time it may have actually rattled the floor. Anyone who happens to peek into the corridor will find dust clouds billowing out from Room 514. Apperently, whoever's inside isn't too old to throw a tantrum.]