[GAME] The House

[skinstealer]

+2 POSITIVE EVENTS

Mist's Journal

Day 5

Simon, the cookie type, and I have been talking. I have been hesitant to talk to him, admittedly...he seems abrasive at best, and I can tell something is getting to him the longer he's down here. He doesn't seem content with just sitting around like I am...

But...he's not so bad. As much as I don't trust him, we seem to be on basic conversational terms, at least. We've swapped our knowledge of what's happened to us in this...he calls it a "house". All I've seen is the dungeon- more specifically just this cell- but he insists that two floors above us is a fairly normal-seeming house, albeit just as creepy and decrepit. We've determined that we should try to head for that level again, and that there surely must be stairs somewhere. I would be completely capable of going it alone, truth be told- I'm hard to hurt and I can. Well. Just consume a TCP if they cross me, I suppose- as much as I am loathe to do such a thing. But...

He...is an excellent light source. Once I got over my initial suspicions, I realized the fire has been helping with my mood and overall disposition. I know that I'm not the easiest person to read, though, so I doubt he sees my appreciation...and I kind of don't want to tell him. Not yet.

I took off my chains, and we're about to head out. He seemed startled that I could break them so easily, to which I replied that our captors clearly weren't expecting me to be as strong as I am.

...or maybe they did. I suppose breaking chains would be rather dramatic under worse circumstances...

Off we go, though.

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Another update. We've run into some good fortune- a storeroom with all kinds of things. It's surprisingly modern considering the rest of the layout we've been dealing with, endless dark hallways more akin to catacombs than a "house". At one point, Simon joked that he wouldn't be surprised if a skeleton popped out...I told him I would handle it if it did, and he quieted down quickly. I hope I didn't scare him.

We've both taken bags, and filled them with pre-packaged food type products. There was plenty of variety, and I should hopefully be able to sate any cravings with this and keep him safe. He was also able to find a small blade- I insisted I would be fine with my teeth, tail and fists, and he didn't question it.

We're holing up in a hopefully safe corner for now, we need to rest. It was a lot of walking to get here...