[ Ellie does as he wordlessly instructs, brows ducked down in concentration. Most other survivors are careful - paranoid, even - and would pick up on the sounds of two people coming in through the garage. They would keep silent and hide until they were able to get the jump on the intruders.
Tense and alert because of this knowledge, Ellie creeps along into the house, eyes adjusting to the dim light of the hallway before they step into a kitchen, one whose natural light from a window above the sink is obscured by the heavy snow.
Nothing yet. Supplies, maybe, but no signs of others currently in the home. That doesn't mean that they aren't upstairs (or down, if there's a basement), and so she continues on with a sharp gaze, weapon drawn. ]
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Tense and alert because of this knowledge, Ellie creeps along into the house, eyes adjusting to the dim light of the hallway before they step into a kitchen, one whose natural light from a window above the sink is obscured by the heavy snow.
Nothing yet. Supplies, maybe, but no signs of others currently in the home. That doesn't mean that they aren't upstairs (or down, if there's a basement), and so she continues on with a sharp gaze, weapon drawn. ]