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I take some deep breathes and calm myself down. Whatever the future held didn't matter right now.
I align myself to the floor and enter the threshold of the kitchen.
Looking through the cabinets, I find little of interest, mainly standard cookware. I find a sizable knife that would likely be a usable weapon... Especially suggested by the dry blood also covering its blade, just like the pen. I don't take much time to think about it.
I take it and investigate the hissing in the next room, slowly peaking around the corner. My eyes are drawn to a trio of holes, punched inwards towards the room. On closer inspection, there seems to be no room on the other side of them, or... anything for that matter. Just pure blackness, with air hissing out through the gaps. Tiny metal flakes dance and glitter in the air, also being pulled through into the darkness.
I stare into the blackness for a moment. Something flickers, a little reflection at regular intervals, stuck out like a rainbow in the dark. I couldn't tell what, but something was there.
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