Ai dm session #92897 |cata-dda| for hazzack

as you enter he kitchen ready to kill what ever is in there you come to a stop as your confronted by a kitchen absolutely covered in blood and gore theres rats eating it. what ever it was before it was shredded somehow
 
i almost hurled myself. that was too much.
i'll never get used to it. the scene of reds and rots sicken me.
But then again, the last meal i had were preserved foods from the despair banquet i had last night.
i look at the rats as it's eating whatever it was.

"bad food" i mumbled. good thing i didn't order any of that.

"i don't want anything from here."

i went back to the dinner room, and block the passage to the kitchen with the table.
i then look around the dinner room, looking out for anything salvageable.
 
the only thing that would be usable would be breaking apart the furniture in this room for wood and nails theres also a left over can of unopened can of tomato soup though you dont recognize the brand. and you dont know how to open this thing with out spilling it with out a can opener
 
i put the chair i was holding down.
"... duck with a chair" i chuckled.
there's no way a duck can lift a chair, nor it can push a table to block a door.
that was fun, i might be gone crazy with all this ducks in my head.

"a can of tomato soup" i mumbled.
while i'm not a fan of tomato nor soup, i can't be picky.
i look at the picture of the family.
"sorry, but i'm taking this" i said to the picture.

looks like i can break the furniture for boards and nails.
"... i think i'll do that later"

i took the tomato soup with me for later consumption.
i don't think my stomach can handle anything for now, not after that scene.

i try to inspect the hall.
 
"fancy hall, isn't it" i thought to myself.
i took my knife from my pocket.
i went to the left door as quiet as possible.
 
the basment
2x
 
"..."
a basement. what do you know.
seems dark, i think i'll need a flashlight before i go down.
and before that, i guess i'll need a bag so i can free my left hand from this can of tomato soup.

"... i need to bar this house first"
wouldn't want anything chase me to the basement, do i?

i went back to the hall and walk to the other door.
 
@pandascepter no it’s called learning from the past

Anyway the other room opens into the bedroom it has a bed and some dressers to the side there’s a back pack sitting next to the bed
 
"..."
i see single queen sized bed, i guess this were the couple's.
now i wonder where's the kid has to sleep.
maybe the kid was old enough to leave the house, who knows?

and those dressers surely is suspicious.

"huh"
a backpack. that's convenient.
now i can put this can of tomato soup, viva la backpack.

i check what's inside the backpack.
 
There’s a only a leather jacket inside you assume who ever lived here already took everything else. Though you also find a match box in the corner seems some one forgot about it there.
 

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