A pipe on the wall.

He ran down the basement stairs and carefully stepped behind the boxes of his mom's old romance novels and made sure not to knock them over and finally kneeled down into a ball in the space between the water heater and the wall but there was a pipe that ran from the sewer to the laundry room on the wall and it jabbed into his side and it pinched the skin on his ribs and it made him yelp. Yelp. yelp. A yelp that even a mouse could not have made but it was just enough for the man in the red jacket to hear and then it was over and the boy lie dead in between the water heater and the wall with the pipe that ran to the laundry room.