She heard the door slam. She was upstairs at the time, taking inventory of house, when she heard it.
She crept towards the top of the stairs, which led down to the front hallway in front of the front door, when she heard the question and the sound of a cord stretching. She doesn't like the sound.
"I'm unarmed." For a given sense of the word. She had nothing in her hands, but she was hiding a knife in her boot. She stays out of sight for now, wanting to force the mystery man to try to climb the stairs to find her. In the time it would take for him to do that, she could more properly gauge how dangerous he might be.
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She crept towards the top of the stairs, which led down to the front hallway in front of the front door, when she heard the question and the sound of a cord stretching. She doesn't like the sound.
"I'm unarmed." For a given sense of the word. She had nothing in her hands, but she was hiding a knife in her boot. She stays out of sight for now, wanting to force the mystery man to try to climb the stairs to find her. In the time it would take for him to do that, she could more properly gauge how dangerous he might be.