Outside snowflakes twirled and settled on the ground like a cozy blanket. A grey building was standing in the middle of a steel gate guarded plain. Some of the windows were broken and the door creaked if you opened it. If not for the light shining through the (mostly intact ) windows, the place would have looked like something from a horror movie.
But now there was no light. Even though it was 8pm, all lights were off. It looked as if the place was deserted. But wait. There is a small dim light coming from a small window on the third floor.
In that room a girl was reading. She had soft brown skin and had her dark brown hair tied in a ponytail. She was wearing a white sweater and grey sweatpants. Her name was Tiffany. She re-adjusted her glasses as she turned the page. She sighed. She already read this book a million times before. But there was not much else. Infact, she wasn't even supposed to be reading. Or having her light turned on.
Suddenly she heard a knock on the door. Tap-tap-ta-tap. Tiffany quickly turned off the flashlight and hid it under her pillow. She tossed her book on the desk, next to her bed.
"Tiffany, open up. Dinner is ready." said a friendly voice.
Tiffany just rolled her eyes. She opened the door. A pudgy short woman was smiling and holding out a tray with some vegetables and meat.
"Miss Honey, how much times do i have to tell you, not to knock like that. I know it's gonna be you."
"Oh yes i do. Haven't you heard of the kidnapping? It was your sister who got kidnapped after all."
"Miss, we have been in lockdown for 5 months now. There's nothing to do. Nothing bad has happened. Don't you think that you and the others are overreacting? As for my sister, we weren't even that close."
"Don't talk nonsense! When you were young, you two were always together. Could hardly be seperated. As for overreacting…. If a kidnapper is on the loose, then things could never be too overprotective."
And with that, Miss Honey left.
Tiffany looked at the tray.
"Urg, i hate beef."