/𝖥𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖾\ 𝖡𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗂𝗇

Day III-Together as a group

They had barricaded everything, but do you think they would really be useful? Give yourselves an answer while I tell you how the night went.
In the green room, they were of no use. Noah woke up and heard a noise, the sound of a broken window. He could feel someone behind him watching him while he slept. He was afraid, but he already knew who he was, so it wasn't to be expected.
He looked behind him, it was better if he didn't do it. It was those men, but this time, there were two of them. Noah took his toy sword and, despite being weak, tried to attack them.Luckily Robert came to his aid and that was it. He first checked to see if the youngest had been hurt, but nothing serious, just a few scratches.
“He's really brave”he thought.
It was not common for Robert to see a child fighting with "thieves", since usually, or rather, always, children only sought protection from adults. This demonstrated that even children could be capable of defending themselves.

The pink room was attacked again, it wasn't exactly safe, huh? But this time, there wasn't anyone hurt, in fact, Mallory managed to attack them in the blink of an eye.

The blue room was safe, but the worst pain was hearing the sounds of crowbars, the screams of their friends, who, if they had wanted, would have gone there to protect them. But they couldn't because,their doors were locked, as was theirs, so they couldn't do anything. They just had to wait until the next morning.

The morning after
10.48am

The morning was increasingly tense, so much so that they began to get nervous. Was there really nothing that could be done to stop those assholes?
«We would have had to barricade the windows well, in fact they also entered last night.» Robert said
«What are you talking about? We barricaded as much as possible to keep them from entering.» Jack interjected
«It's obvious that they didn't do any good! Look, we still have broken windows!» Robert got nervous, he was too angry at that moment, that he couldn't control his words. One of the girls stopped the so-called "argument", saying that complaining and arguing among themselves was useless, it wouldn't have solved anything, it would have gotten even worse, more than now.
There wasn't time to talk, they had to see how they got in. They checked the bathroom, and the wooden planks were still there.
In the kitchen, the window wasn't broken, so they hadn't entered there.
Same for the living room.
Then they checked where the cellar door was, if everything wasn't the same there either, they would never know how they got in.  Slowly, they went there, and finally this is how they had entered! One of the two windows was broken and small pieces of glass were on the ground, so they had to be careful where to put their feet.
Here they found the answer, they thought that was the end of it, they simply had to figure out how to repair the window. But suddenly, they heard a noise from the basement.
«Guys...I think there's someone downstairs. Hide quickly!» Fathima said.
They had three places to hide: in the living room closet, in the kitchen closet and in the large bedside table in the living room.
Three of them hid in the kitchen cupboard, one behind the living room bedside table and two more in the living room.
Now only one task: to stay quiet.
N

ot even 5 minutes passed, when from the basement door, presumably the image of Scary Larry showed up.
He was there, present, with his 1920s style hat, long white beard. Dressed in a regular shirt and purple tie, black pants and shoes, his purple jacket. He held a golden crowbar in his hand, and a purple mask on his face.
He walks slowly and slowly, wanting to tear someone apart like a dog.

He looked everywhere, to find someone, but he didn't know that they were actually hidden, but he didn't have this problem. He went up the stairs, where the bedrooms were.
Jack signaled that they could go. Everyone came out of their hiding places and went to the basement. Obviously not forgetting to close the door. They had never seen the basement, since they hadn't found the switch, Scary Larry had probably found it somehow. The basement was quite large, perhaps more than the other rooms, there were some apples, money... and weapons.
Those who didn't have weapons had the opportunity to get one, so that they could finally defend themselves.