Dorm Story: Bangs and Crashes in the Night—"Freeze! Move and I'll Shoot!"

During grad school I rented a run-down suite in Zhongli for just 1,500 a month. One night past ten, having packed up and about to drive back to my old hometown of Tamsui, a violent crash and a roar suddenly came from behind the house: "Freeze! Move and I'll shoot!" The Wanderer instantly killed the lights, held his breath, and hid in the pitch-black room through a night of police-manhunt terror.