Chapter 7 - Exploring

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SIERRA'S P.O.V.

I got up from the bathroom floor and looked over at the counter. There was a key, just like they said. I grabbed the key and put it in my jacket pocket. When I opened the door, I could hear Carly talking. She was explaining her recent conflict with her mom, brother, and her job as a stripper. "Well that's interesting..." I mumbled to myself.

I quickly went down the stairs and went to go open the back door. "Hey." I turned around and saw Jacob standing behind me with his arms crossed. "Where are you going?"

"Oh, h-hey Jacob." I shook my head so I could focus on what i was supposed to do. "I was just wondering what the backyard is like. Mind if I look?" I smiled.

"Oh. Yeah, sure. It's pretty nice, just don't take too long, okay?"

"Got it!" I exclaimed then immediately went outside. I looked around for a second, admiring the beautiful yard. There was plenty of grass and a very big pool. I looked to my left and saw the deck. I headed towards the gnome in the corner and followed the instructions I was told. Just like they said, the ground started to open up, revealing a staircase heading underground. I went down and pressed the other button so it would close back up. I didn't have to walk as far as I originally thought. I approached the metal door and stopped for a second. Okay, think Sierra. A pin. Maybe it should be random...no I couldn't remember that for long. I thought back to when I helped Victoria into my room from the balcony. I looked across the street and saw another house. C'mon, I looked right at the address. What was the number? After pondering for a minute, it came to me. 941. I entered it in the pin, but I needed another number. I decided to put 2, just because it's right next to 1. I confirmed the pin and moved onto the password. Okay, thinking realistically, if someone does find this, we need it to be something so random no one would think of it... what's a word nobody uses? I immediately knew what to use. Perfect. I typed the word in. M-O-I-S-T. Moist, nobody will think of it. I took the key out of my pocket and unlocked the final lock. The door made a beep noise and opened up.

It was a really nice house, actually. There was a big leather couch in front of the TV and a large coffee table. I looked over to the kitchen and, although a little small, very clean. Stainless steel appliances and black granite countertops with a dark, wooden, circle table. I looked around and saw a hallway. I headed down and saw 4 doors. Only 4? There's 6 of us, how's that going to work? I opened the first door on my right and saw a decent sized room. There was a queen bed with nightstands on the sides of it. On the left side was a good closet, not too big though. I stepped in the room and opened a second door. There was a single-sink counter, a toilet, and a small glass shower. I closed the bathroom door and the main one. I looked into the other 3 rooms and they were all identical to the first. I walked further down the hall and there were two more doors. I headed into the right one first. It was a little bigger than the others, but not by much. The bathroom had a larger shower, though. I exited that room and entered the final one. It was significantly larger and nicer than the ones before. It had a king size bed, a TV, and a walk-in closet. The bathroom was also larger, with a separate tub and shower, double sinks, and a little pantry for towels and cloths. Unlike the others, this one was decorated and designed:

 Unlike the others, this one was decorated and designed:

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