NOVEL WEB Chapter 14: Seeking Shelter
Nyanko Sakura walked away from the store, her heart still pounding from the close call with the humans. The streets were eerily quiet, the oppressive silence only broken by the occasional distant sound. She needed to find a place to rest and regroup. Her legs were weary, and her mind was racing with thoughts of survival.
She spotted a building that looked promising a small house with no signs of recent activity. "This looks like a good place to hide," she thought, her red eyes scanning the surroundings. She approached the door, hoping it would be unlocked. To her disappointment, it was securely locked.
"Great," she muttered, frustration bubbling up inside her. She didn't want to linger outside for too long. "I need to find another way in." She circled the house, her eyes searching for any possible entry points. She spotted a window that seemed like it could be opened with a bit of effort.
Sakura approached the window, her hand reaching for the knife she had found earlier. "Let's see if this works," she thought, carefully inserting the blade between the window and its frame. She jiggled it slightly, trying to find the right angle. After a few tense moments, the lock clicked open.
"Yes!" she whispered, a small smile of triumph on her face. She pushed the window open and climbed inside, her movements quick and silent. She landed softly on the floor, her ears twitching as she listened for any signs of danger. The house was still and silent, a stark contrast to the chaotic world outside.
Sakura took a cautious step forward, her eyes scanning the interior. The house was small but cozy, with a living room that opened into a kitchen. Dust covered the surfaces, and the air smelled musty, but it felt safe. "No one has been here for a while," she thought, relaxing slightly.
She explored the house, her footsteps silent on the wooden floor. There were a few bedrooms, each one empty and undisturbed. She chose the smallest one, feeling a sense of comfort in its simplicity. The bed was old but still sturdy, and she sank onto it with a sigh of relief.
"This will do," she thought, her body finally able to rest. She set her bag down and checked her supplies, making sure she had enough food and water for the night. The knife and the strange iron object [Glock 19] were placed within easy reach. "Just in case," she reminded herself, her eyes narrowing with determination.
As she lay back, her mind began to wander. "What happened to the people who lived here?" she wondered, her red eyes staring at the ceiling. "Did they flee when the monsters came, or did something worse happen?" The thought sent a shiver down her spine, and she quickly pushed it away. "Focus on surviving, Sakura."
She thought about the humans she had encountered, their strange language, and their powerful weapons. "I need to learn more about them," she realized. "Understanding their world might help me survive in it." Her curiosity mingled with fear, creating a sense of urgency.
Sakura's eyelids grew heavy, the exhaustion of the past days catching up with her. She curled up on the bed, her tail wrapping around her body. "I'll figure it out," she promised herself, her mind drifting towards sleep. "I have to."
The house was quiet, the outside world feeling like a distant nightmare. For a moment, Sakura allowed herself to feel safe. She knew that danger was never far away, but for now, she could rest. She closed her eyes, letting sleep take over, her body finally able to relax.
As she slept, her dreams were filled with memories of her previous world her home, her friends, the familiar sounds and smells. But even in her dreams, the new world intruded, with its strange sights and dangers. Sakura's mind grappled with the duality, her heart yearning for the comfort of the past while bracing for the challenges of the future.
Morning came too quickly, the sunlight filtering through the dusty windows. Sakura stirred, her body stiff from the night's rest. She stretched, her ears twitching as she listened for any signs of danger. The house was still quiet, and she felt a small sense of relief.
"Time to move," she thought, gathering her things. She couldn't stay in one place for too long. The world outside was unpredictable and dangerous, and she needed to keep moving. She checked her supplies one last time, making sure she had everything she needed.
With a deep breath, Sakura opened the door and stepped out into the morning light. The world was waiting, filled with mysteries and dangers. But she was ready to face it, her determination stronger than ever. She was Nyanko Sakura, a survivor, and she would not give up.