[ Also completely gross. She walks up to the nearest house's front door and tries the knob. Locked. ]
Well, someone's home, or they thought they'd be coming back.
[ Home in what sense? WHO KNOWS. Ellie pulls her switchblade from her back pocket, wriggling it in between door and jamb until she can shove the bolt back.
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[ Also completely gross. She walks up to the nearest house's front door and tries the knob. Locked. ]
Well, someone's home, or they thought they'd be coming back.
[ Home in what sense? WHO KNOWS. Ellie pulls her switchblade from her back pocket, wriggling it in between door and jamb until she can shove the bolt back.
Clickity click, motherfucker.] Gotcha.