You would stand at the entrance of the house. Just taking everything in. You take a deep breath in, the air smelled musty. Nothing some candles can't fix though. The place gave off a strange feeling, like, just eerie. You would just sigh a little as you begin to walk forward, letting go of the handle as the door shut itself behind.
You look at the walls. No color. Just a plain white. Nothing on them. You huffed a little,having expected the walls to be some random pattern paper. You would continue walking, going into a room. You gaze upon it, your eyes landing on the objects in it. There was a stove, a fridge, and some cabinet's, a counter, and a sink to top it off. Seemed like it could fit one person in there at least, it was a pretty small kitchen. You walk slowly over to the fridge, your hand sliding across the countertops white tile's. You would remove your hand from there once you met the fridge, you pulled it open and took a look in. Of course, it was empty. You don't exactly know what you where even expecting to find in there honestly. You shrug to yourself and shut the fridge door. Turning away from it and walking out of the kitchen.
You would walk into another room. It was bigger than the kitchen that's for sure. You look around in it. The room was just empty. Only thing in it was a large couch in the middle of the room, it had a bag covering it though. You look down at the floor, it was a dark brown, wood pieces to put it together. You would look back up at the room, thinking to yourself what it could be. Most likely the living room. You nod to yourself a little at the thought. You stood in the room for some time, before walking out. You would walk past the kitchen, and meet with a door. You would open it, peeking inside. Once again, the room seemed a little empty, another bagged object in the middle of it. You push the door open, walking inside. You would head to the bagged object, gripping it before pulling it off. Some dust would come off of it, as you just drop the bag, a small thump would happen, you began fanning the front of your face in a attempt to keep the dust from getting in your eyes. After a small moment of doing so, you put your hand down and look at what used to be bagged. It was a bed. Of course, your first thought is the worry of bug's in it. You would place a hand on the mattress, pressing against it lightly, it was soft. You would take your hand off, and look at the ground, remembering the thump sound. You would bend over, picking up the bag and beginning to wrap it up into a at least a little smaller ball. You then threw it to a corner of the room, and began inspecting the floor. After some time, you look under the bed, seeing a small key and a paper slightly further away from it. You reach out to the key first, grabbing it, then reaching over to the paper, getting a little under the bed itself in order to reach it. You would grab the paper, and stop for a moment, looking under the bed a little. You heard some small noises, immediately, you got out from under the bed. Not wanting to have to deal with that at the moment. You would get off the floor, standing up and dusting yourself a little,before sitting on the bed, and looking at the paper. It was a note, the words having been scribbled onto it. Not in the best handwriting. After a little of trying to figure out what the words said, you read it to yourself.
"Enjoy your stay. Do not go to the attic. Your roommate prefers to be alone. Do not loose the key. There's only one.
-LandLord."
You just shrug a little to yourself, obviously now worried about the 'roomate' situation. You don't exactly remember that you'd have one, from the website, it made you think you'd be alone. You sigh abit to yourself, hoping they weren't going to be a creep and watch you at night or something. You would fold the paper up, putting it to the side of you, as you begun to look at the key. It was a copper color, being weirdly shaped. You would feel it abit,before putting it in your pocket and getting up. Now, you have to grab your things from the car. You would walk to the doorway, putting a hand against it as you look back at the room again, just looking at it. You then turn around and walk out.
