Fuck. No more matches. Now what am I supposed to do?
Mark's voice played over and over in his head. "You have to get out of the house… you have to get out of the house…"
There's a girl upstairs, right? I think I've heard her before… fuck. I don't want to talk to some girl. I'll just stay here. It's fine.
He looked around. It was pitch black except for the dim moon and it was freezing cold.
I think I'll brave seeing our neighbor.