Amber shivers slightly, nodding "yea...this....." She whimpers softly and stands "but we can't stay here!" She reaches down and holds out her hand to Logan "we can't stay here. We need food and shelter.." She pulls him up and stands there, looking at the house. It looks harmless, like a picture from the old books. A place called home.<br/><br/>She shakes her head "it was just the wind....i mean....demons and ghosts aren't real! Their just....stories. Just like the boogeyman."<br/>She nods and trots after Jake. She pulls him to a stop before the porch and looks up at the house. The rocking chair is still now and the house silent.<br/><br/>Slowly she steps onto the porch, reaching out to pull open the front door. It opens easily, creaking on dusty hinges. She winces at the loud squeek.<br/>Amber jumps, yelling with shock as the door is wrenched from her hand, slamming loudly shut again