6:55<br/><br/>The rain hadn't even been on the horizon when the girl had started out on her ten mile trail ride. It was stupid, maybe the whole idea was stupid, moving here, thinking she could pull this off. Some dream, getting lost in the woods then dropped on her but when Rose spooked at something that was hopefully not lethal. If she wasn't damp when she hit the ground she was certainly soaking now.<br/><br/>The skies had grown dark enough to be confused for night despite the day's early hour. She knew her mom wasn't going to be over til tomorrow, at least rose wouldn't be stuck with a wet and ruined saddle on her back all night. If she could just find a landline she could get a ride home.<br/><br/>She finally broke through the woods and found herself facing the back of what appeared to be a very large house. It was run down and maybe blue in color, at least what paint is left seems blue. Or grey. She trudged through it her combat books squishing in the water logged grass. So far her neighbours were fairly nice. The old lady several miles down the road from her had made the trek to come say high and even her closest neighbour, Old Man Jenkins who lived a mile away from her, said he wouldn't shoot her if he saw her. She took that as a friendly sign.<br/><br/>Coming around the front of the house she realized it was in fact an inn and appeared to have occupants if the car in the front said anything. She climbed the steps and looked for any other signs the building was open for business. There weren't any but noting said it was closed either. She pushed the door open and went up to the front desk. No one there but that didn't surprise her, neither was there a bell to ring. Peering over the edge of the desk she tried to look to see if there was anyone in the back but the building was dark.<br/><br/>"Hello? Are you open?" She called out to the silence.