Just then, we hear the noise of the front door closing gently. 'What the fuck?' whispers 46%. We go back into the living room, and see there is no one inside. LP looks out the window, and sees someone running away. 'It's not Ryan....' he points out. I walk over to the mantle piece and put my hand on it. 'There was a key right here' I remembered. 'He's coming back, but only he knows when.....fuck it, it's not our problem.' LP points to a closet that's now half open, and it was obvious what he meant. We just had to hope she didn't hear the door...
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