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Day 1 (Morning)

You felt a cold breeze on your cheek as your eyes started to open. You looked around your bedroom as you have just woken up. Everything was awfully quiet. You stretch and sit up. Yawning, you look around your room. It was daylight as the sun had just came up, you got up and got out of bed as your carpet flooring got in between your toes like you were walking on grass. Before opening your bedroom door, you decided to take your phone off your dresser, pressing the power button and checking the time. "8:30..." you mutter to yourself, yawning once more and scratching the back of your head before heading out to the hallway.

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You stumble into the hallway with your hand in the doorway. There was still dead silence. "..." you raised a brow. There wasn't this much silence in your house. You began to walk towards your brothers bedroom which was at the end of the hallway. Your hands touching the bland cream painted walls. You open the doors and find nobody there. You were a bit concerned. Your mother was usually downstairs or in her bedroom this time of morning. You shrug it off, she could be in the bathroom or something. You close your Mom's door and look a the dark hallway. The only source of light being your open door. You speed walked across the hallway to the stairway. The dark stairway. You grab the railing, slowly walking down the steps hearing nothing but loud creaks.

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You look around downstairs. All the lights were turned off except for the bathroom light. You walk towards the bathroom as the door was wide open. Nobody was in there. Your eyes wandered like... like you had the feeling you were being watched. You were freaked out by it but shrugged it off a few seconds later. You walked to the kitchen as the loud creeks of the floorboards filled the air. You look at the fridge. There was a note that wasn't there yesterday! You decide to look at it

"𝐻𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜 𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇! 𝐵𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈, 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝒶𝒹. 𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓌𝒽𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒽 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒶 𝒷𝓊𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓅. :( 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝓈𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊. 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝓀𝒶𝓎!"

-𝑀𝑜𝓂

That explains why everything is so quiet.. you open the fridge to find a bunch of foods that weren't there before. "She must've bought some groceries early in the morning.." you muttered to yourself. It was thoughtful of her to restock the fridge before she left. You grab the milk and close the fridge. Looking to your side, you saw a cabinet. Opening it. There were a bunch of plates and bowls. You grab a bowl and close the cabinet before placing your items on the counter. You grab your favorite type of cereal from ontop of the fridge. Opening it and pouring the cereal in the bowl. You open the milk. Unfortunately you spill some of it on the floor. "Dammit..." you mutter under your breath, looking for paper towels. Unfortunately for you, you couldn't find any. "Guess I'll have to wipe it up with toilet tissue..." you say to yourself as you walk to the bathroom. Hearing louder footsteps, thinking Their yours. You open the bathroom door and grab some toilet tissue then walk out back to the kitchen, apon your discovery, you find that the spilled milk was off the floor. "What the hell..?!" You were in shock, you thought that you spilled milk on the kitchen floor... you look down at yourself to prove you did. Unfortunately for you, you didn't spill milk on yourself. You tried to brush it off. It had to be your imagination. You grab your bowl of cereal and a spoon, quickly walking to the living room. You sit down with the cereal in between your legs and picked up the remote that was continently right beside you. Turning on the TV. watching cartoons and enjoying the rest of your morning.