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Corey was a couple of steps ahead of Laney. He put a hand on the doorknob and twisted, only to find it locked. He jiggled it harder. Laney sighed in annoyance. She nudged him out of the way and kicked the door open. She made sure to not put to much pressure on the door, for she did not want it to come flying off the hinges. She stepped aside and gestured with both her arms to him, to head inside. He shook off his shock and walked inside. Laney followed after him; quickly making sure the door was not damaged.

She looked at her target as he examined the cabin with. For some reason, he had a goofy smile on his face. He walked over to the couch and flopped on it, causing dust and other particles flying into the air. Laney stepped out of the way of the floating cloud of germs, while Corey got a face full. He immediately jumped off the couch, coughing and gagging. Laney stifled a giggle. Corey stopped and turned to look at her. Laney resumed her blank face.

"What?" She asked. Corey didn't answer at first. He was to busy studying the girl that had tried to kill him.

"Nothing." He said. "I'm waiting for you to start talking. I mean, that's what you said we would do once we got inside." The girl sighed. And headed to what he presumed was the kitchen door.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll get to that in a second," She poked her heat back out of the door. "I'll get us something to eat. Then we'll talk." She said with a soft smile. She went back into the room. A second later, she poked her head back out of the door. In a serious voice, she added, "And don't touch anything." She then finally exited the room.

Corey looked around the room. He was standing in the middle of the musty room. To his right, was the front door. And to the left of that was the kitchen door. The living room was rather small, with an old green couch, a faded red armchair, an old purple rug, and a dusty brown coffee table. Opposite of the kitchen and front door, were two other doors. Both of them were boarded up. He raised an eyebrow and decided not to go near it. The redhead had said not to touch anything. He sat in the middle of the room, on top of the rug and waited for the girl to return, his stomach growling in wait.

In about five minutes, she re-entered the room with two plates. She joined him on the floor and gave her his ham sandwich. Before he bit into the food, he paused.

"Where did you get this?" He asked in question. She shrugged her shoulders.

"This is a safe base no one knows about except for me and my friend Kin. He built it and programed it to be stocked with food that won't expire. I don't know how it works. He's a scientist." She shrugs and takes a bite of her sandwich. Corey hesitated again, but bit into the food anyway.

"Ok. I guess I could trust that." He said with his mouth full. After he gulped it down he took another bite, asking, "Did he manage to get water into here?" The girl nodded and got up. Once in the kitchen, he broke off a piece of her ham and gulped it down. She came back out with a glass of water and gulped it down.

After they both finished their afternoon lunch, Corey decided to start asking questions.

"Alright, down to business. What's your name?" He asked. She sighed and answered.

"Laney." She said. He smirked.

"What, no last name?"

"No." Silence followed.

"I have a feeling you know my name." She huffed at him in response. Corey smiled. "So, why did you try to kill me?"

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I am mean. To be honest, I don't know where this story is going, but I'll try my best.

I hope you liked this chapter! I feel like it's a little longer then the last couple of chapters so yeah. Yay.

Sorry for any mistakes. :^)

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ROCK GOD OVER!