The Frat House Issue 1 MorningWhile the sun rose over a quiet urban street near the city of Sydney, all was at peace. The trees whistled quietly as they swayed in the morning breeze, joined by the occasional chirp of a cricket or call of a bird. However, on the plot of land that is 433 Duncast drive, the morning silence was shattered, with no surprise to the neighbours. A dull thud, a muffled curse and several sharp bangs later, a smouldering hole had somehow appeared on the second story of the house. A rather stunned looking silver form poking his head out of the new window, a few of the neighbours heads turned, quickly forgetting it and just getting on with their day. A