I woke up to complete silence.
Like, you couldn't even hear the birds chirping.
I was kind of confused as to where everyone would be, so I rolled onto my back and started to sit up.
Bad decision.
Rolling back onto my front, I kind of slid off the bed and walked to the door.
When I tried the handle, it was unlocked, so I continued on.
From what I could remember from last night, the kitchen was down the stairs and to the left.
(The kitchen)
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I had remembered correctly, so when I got to the kitchen, I went to one of the many cupboards that covered the big wall and opened it.
It was empty, which I found odd.
I moved on to the next one, and it had bags of plastic wrapped flour.
I started to close the door, but I thought that something was kind of off about that cabinet.
Bags of plastic wrapped flour?
That's not how flour is packaged.
Looking closer, I noticed that the powder looked different then normal flour.
Just then, I heard something creak behind me.
I whipped up, turning around to face whoever was there.
A/N
New chapter, I guess. It's longer than the last one.
This was kind of a filler, tbh.
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