Your POV (your 22)
I was walked home from work since I didn't have a car yet because it got towed a while back for parking it "illegally" some where and mom wasn't answering her phone, which was quiet unusual for her. As I got closer to the house I noticed her car was in the drive way like normal, which made me question more. I pull out my house keys to unlock the door but it was already opened. She always has the door locked. I walked in and noticed all the lights were off and it was oddly quiet.
Mom was that kind of mother that blasts music while cleaning when ever she could get the chance and that's what she would be doing once I get home from work. She's usually loud, talking on the phone, cleaning, or sleeping, but This house being this quiet was not normal; this was concerning.
"Mom?" No reply as I walk around down stairs, checking every room.
"Moooottherrr? Woman who raised me?" Still nothing. I break into a cold sweat and began to panic as I ran up the stairs.