Lady luck on our side for once? [ He hopes, prays, but there's this nagging... something on the tip of his tongue. Something ugly.
Inside the floorboard gives a creek, shaking off the snow, but the place is cold. Dead. But clean, no dust, no remnants. He leaves the door open. The smell is worse. ]
Little bit arrogant, yeah? [ It's a tease, but it barely manages to cover how nervous he feels. How his fingers shake trying to text. It's cold and as his body starts to warm it hurts worse than the chill did. ] Looks like a fight. You might be r [ -- the message dies, he can see a glimpse of red against the tile down the hall, a clump of hair in the kitchen doorway. His chest feels like collapsing. ]
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Inside the floorboard gives a creek, shaking off the snow, but the place is cold. Dead. But clean, no dust, no remnants. He leaves the door open. The smell is worse. ]
Little bit arrogant, yeah? [ It's a tease, but it barely manages to cover how nervous he feels. How his fingers shake trying to text. It's cold and as his body starts to warm it hurts worse than the chill did. ] Looks like a fight. You might be r [ -- the message dies, he can see a glimpse of red against the tile down the hall, a clump of hair in the kitchen doorway. His chest feels like collapsing. ]
Oh no.