Claire wandered aimlessly around the house with no destination in mind. She was bored out of her mind. She had been in the house for a week but holed up in it.
She wasn't allowed to step foot outside of the house in fear if the rogues notiviny her. So she only stays on the pouch daydreaming about how her life would be.
But today, she decided to try out a door. The door is situated at the back of the house. She always notices it but doesn't have the courage to take a look at it.
The door always draws her in. Like it recognises its owner.
Claire took a deep breath as she stood in front of the door. It's either to go in or Chicken out like she always does.
With bated breath, she placed hedoorknob the door knob. She twisted it and out of shock, she realised the door wasn't locked all this while.
The door made a squeaking sound as it opened with great difficulty.
She looked around her, expecting to see Michael with a disapproving look on his face but there was no one.
It wasn't like
