"Was that a scream?" Danielle whispered to herself. She stood still a moment and listened, but there was nothing. She decided she imagined it. That what happened, right? Right?
After all, she was beyond scared. She was beyond terrified. She was trembling, and her heart was pounding out of her chest. She felt she may faint soon.
She wandered around, aimlessly. She needed to find someone. She began to regret making the suggestion of splitting apart. She needed someone. Anyone.
She peeked into the kitchen and sighed when she realized it was empty. She hurried in and climbed atop a counter.
"Calm down, Danielle. Calm down. It's okay. Calm down."
She was glad she'd found the kitchen. If there was one thing her brother could do, it was eat. She knew he'd find a way to her if she remained where food was.
She picked up an orange and immediately dropped it on the floor. She'd felt mold on it. Mold! It was a mystery to her how this place had stayed open for so long.
She hugged her legs to her and rested her chin on her knees. Her breathing, she noted, was ragged.
She wanted her brother.
She wanted her older sister.
She wanted her mother.
But more than anyone, she wanted her father.
Danielle had always been a Daddy's girl. One day, he'd had an argument with Danielle's mom. To calm down, he'd taken a drive. It began to rain, and the weather soon progressed to a full on storm…
She never saw him again. She'd spent four years without him, but as she waited in the kitchen, she realized she'd never needed him more.
She tried to remember what he looked like. She concentrated and conjured up image after image in her head, but nothing seemed to do the great man justice.
She was so deep in thought, she hadn't even noticed the chicken making it's way inside. It wasn't until Chica made a low growling noise that Danielle checked herself back into the real world. She squealed in fright and hopped off the counter, running. She soon realized that Chica was following behind her.
She willed herself to run faster. She saw a door and leapt for it. She yanked it open and shut it tight behind her.
She kept her eyes closed as she waited for the footsteps of Chica to fade away in the opposite direction.
When she opened her eyes though, she found herself wishing she was outside with Chica. She fell to her knees and sobbed, partially from fear, but mostly because her heart was just crushed...