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Post by Paine on Sept 30, 2008 10:00:17 GMT -5
It was late at night and everyone seemed to be asleep, but Paine. He had missed supper cause he was off doing other things at that time. Paine was walking down the hallway as he then came to the kitchen. He pushed open the door as he entered the large room. The door closed behide as he looked around then he saw the lagre frige. Paine went over to it as he put his hand on the handle and opened it up, looking inside of it as he was now checking what there was to eat. He then grabed a sandwich and a soda as he closed the door. Paine then went walking over to the counter and was now sitting on the counter top as he started to eat his sandwich. There was a table and some chairs in there but he normally didn't sit on them.
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Post by Jasmine Leigh Markus on Oct 14, 2008 4:16:34 GMT -5
Jasmine had finally felt it was safe to leave her hiding spot in... She wasn't even sure where it was. Everything was strange in this house. The house was in almost total darkness. She let her eyes adjust before she slipped out and crept through the hallways. She was starving and something told her that if she checked enough doors she would eventually find the kitchen. She was right. She pulled the door open quietly and slipped inside as she spied a fridge. Bullseye. She was halfway to the fridge when a movement in her peripheral vision caught her eye. She froze, eyes wide as she took in the appearance of the man perched on the counter with a sandwich in his hand. Her eyes flicked to his face. It comforted her slightly that he wasn't wearing a mask, but she still felt like a fly caught in a spiders web.
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