[The first thing Ellie does is find some clothes. None of the dresses in the closet work (like seriously? How could you ever be safe enough to wear something like that?), so she takes what she can from the other side of the closet. At least there's jeans and a t-shirt.
So looking like the world's least threatening Greaser, Ellie makes her way down into the kitchen where someone is cooking, which is somehow more disturbing than if the house was quiet. The idea of dropping her guard is unthinkable.
Dropping low, she moves into the kitchen, reaching over to grab a knife from the block, and then pressing the tip into the back of the man at the stove as she stands.]
Dec 1.
So looking like the world's least threatening Greaser, Ellie makes her way down into the kitchen where someone is cooking, which is somehow more disturbing than if the house was quiet. The idea of dropping her guard is unthinkable.
Dropping low, she moves into the kitchen, reaching over to grab a knife from the block, and then pressing the tip into the back of the man at the stove as she stands.]
Hands up. Step back and away from the stove.