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That's when Samatha noticed all the noises in the house, mainly footsteps and voices. Either she was schizophrenic or there were other people. Probably the latter, obviously. If so, then the people here were pretty rude for not answering the door. Not that she wasn't rude, if anything she didn't care as long as that kept most people away from her, but at the very least anyone could have answered with an oh-so-convincing 'No one's home!'. She sighed, she didn't have any other option, did she? She'd probably have to talk to someone who was in the house, maybe they'd help with getting her at least out of this forest. She could hear the floorboards creak as she walked away from the door, but didn't have to go too far to see a girl with bright red hair that contrasted with all the pink in the house almost as much as the house did with the forest, "Hey," She said to the girl, going closer to her, "Your door is locked," She said, probably sounding rude, but she just wanted to get out of here. Seeing this much pink at once had to be lethal, at least to one's sanity.