Encryption ➵ Sally face

As normal as can be

Worriedly I glanced to Larry as I approached the blue-haired boy. He looked completely defeated.

"Hey Sal baby, why don't we look over it another time, we should get Larry home," I nodded to him knowingly as he then glanced to the brunette.

"Oh, yeah yeah of course... You okay Larry?"

His eyes were locked to the ground as he sadly nodded, I could see them turning a bit red beneath his hair.

Enveloped in silence the three of us walked out of the dingy bathroom to be met with the rest of the decaying apartment when I noticed the small boarded up door in the corner of the room - that must have been the bedroom.

"Wait Larry... Do you happen to know where any tools may be to get that open," stopping dead in my tracks I pointed to the rotting door - the planks that were nailed to it still looked surprisingly strong after being there for who knows how long.

"My mom used to but I think she leant it to David awhile ago and he never gave it back," he shrugged to the two of us, "but it's worth a shot to ask him, I haven't had any luck though,"

Happily I turned to Sal, looks like we might actually find out a bit more about the apartments after all.

"Well we should probably head down there, we'll let you know if we find anything out about the box or crowbar situation," Sal's mask raised a little as he smiled to the brunette.

Weakly he nodded in response as the three of us hopped back into the elevator, and for once - headed to floor three.

Stepping out of the elevator Sal and I gave a small wave to one of our best friends, he nodded back to us as the elevator doors closed - continuing it's route to the basement.

"We have to find more out about that box - that missing piece has to be around here somewhere," Sal spoke quietly before glancing down to me, his eyes filled with worry.

"I know... That's first priority after this okay?" I smiled sympathetically to the blue haired boy as we approached 302 - knocking lightly.

Unlike at Todd's, a quick response followed - but instead we were greeted with quite a sight; David.

In front of us stood one of the apartments most known tenants for not wearing pants to get his laundry, in fact he wore none now. Though a few stray pieces of hair did line his head, the only thing covering his top half was a yellowing tank top.

"Sup brudders!" he looked to the two of us happily, and I could tell not many people really talked to him... Let alone visited.

"Haha, hey David, do you mind if we come in?"

I chuckled as Sal spoke to him, whenever either of us needed anything or wanted to act innocent I noticed we put on these fake personas.

"Course! Come on in," opening his door wider revealed that he really must not have many people visit.

The apartment was filled with only a few pieces of furniture one of the most noticeable being a ratted sofa with the top half of a... Mannequin propped up on it.

Other then that, the small apartment looked pretty similar to all others in Addison, besides the few pieces of random old wood and newspapers pasted to the window...

Awkwardly Sal and I stood near the doorway as David turned to us, motioning towards the sofa.

"Oh don't be afraid of Sara she won't bite will yinz babe!"

Sal and I looked around the apartment momentarily for another person before realizing that Sara was in fact... The mannequin.

"Well David we were actually just wondering if we could use your crowbar," hesitantly I sat on the couch next to ... Sara as Sal continued to stand.