Camellia approaches the house with curiosity and slight caution. She's here now. There's no going back. She reaches for the doorknob, placing her ear against the cold of the wood. She doesn't hear any movement or talking. There's no lighting. She gently turns the doorknob, and to her surprise, it's unlocked! Fate must be on her side. She gently pushes the door open and steps into the cabin. Expecting to find it dusty, but its rather spotless. The walls heavy with the smell of yeast, like bread
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