Snippet #872002

Emily looked around, the house being so quiet. She stood up, dropping her bowl in the sink and walked outside. She rarely ever went out so late, but being in the house alone made her feel uneasy.

She meandered through the streets, looking for somewhere to go - something to do. She didn't recognize anyone she knew, almost everyone was older than her. She tried to steer clear of the grotesque-looking gangs of orcs and demon bikers. Everything was a lot more creepy at night, but it was different. A different she liked, a bit.

She walked passed several stores, stopping at one that said 'Coffee of Doom.' She looked through the glass, seeing two other people inside. 'Sounds interesting.' She thought, walking in.