Abby is a little surprised when Clarisse doesn't have a reaction to this reveal but whatever, it doesn't bother her or anything. They've got more important things going on right now anyway, like Abby lacing her fingers together, bracing her hands on her knee so she can boost Clarisse up to have a look inside.
The house isn't spore-riddled. It just looks old on the inside, really dusty, totally neglected. Clarisse will notice that the front door isn't just boarded shut, a bookshelf and couch have been stacked up against it, the remnants of a last ditch, desperate attempt to try and shut out the oncoming apocalypse.
There is also a skeleton sitting in an armchair, facing the door, shotgun a thick, horizontal across its lap.
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The house isn't spore-riddled. It just looks old on the inside, really dusty, totally neglected. Clarisse will notice that the front door isn't just boarded shut, a bookshelf and couch have been stacked up against it, the remnants of a last ditch, desperate attempt to try and shut out the oncoming apocalypse.
There is also a skeleton sitting in an armchair, facing the door, shotgun a thick, horizontal across its lap.
"Anything?"