<span style="color: seagreen">It wasn't hard opening one of the windows on the second floor and quietly crawling cat like into a room. Yes, she was sneaking around only because she wanted to find out the real intentions of whoever wrote that message outside. The last thing she wanted was to walk right into a trap and have the little provisions she had taken or worse. So, she slipped off her backpack and hid everything except her machete under the bed. If things did go sour she'd find a way to sneak back in and retrieve all her belongings.<br/> <br/>She didn’t know why, but she didn't have a bad feeling about this place. She didn't hear any of the usual sounds that signaled danger, which was a plus. A part of her wanted the sign outside was legitimate because she was growing tired of being alone. It was safer being in a group, but only if the group could be trusted.<br/> <br/>Piper slowly creeped out into the hall, silently trying to listen to what was being said downstairs. There wasn’t much being said, but she did catch the end of what one of them said, something about nice meeting someone who didn’t seem crazy.<br/><br/>She quietly leaned against the banister, taking in a few details about the house as she listened in on the conversation in the hall below. Whoever put that sign up obviously wasn’t here long because there was dust everywhere and none of it was unsettled.</span>