Chapter 3
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While Kaito walked up the stairs to the third floor, he noticed that the stairs had broken down more in this area. He thought nothing much of it, and continued on. The third floor, to Kaito's surprise, was in much better condition than any of the other floors he had seen. It was a waiting room, full of couches and coffee tables in fairly good condition. The windows were pastel colors with intricate floral patterns stitched into them, the wind making them sway gently. There were various types of magazines and newspapers on the tables, and as the blunette moved closer, he realized that the dates on them were from one or two weeks before. 'Was somebody living here? If so, where is he?' Kaito had no idea of what to do. He felt like he was invading someone's privacy. Someone else had come here first and decided to claim it as their house, and he just waltzes in exploring the place and maybe even breaking a few things accidentally. He stood there, clueless of what to do for a couple of seconds. Finally, he came to a conclusion of continuing his little journey. Kaito usually doesn't take such risks, even if they're small, since he was never good at handling pressure or guilt. He always chose the easy path, but for some reason, tonight he wanted to reach the sixth floor. The bluenette carefully tiptoed up the stairs which its condition had also seemed to improve drastically. They had a slight shine and weren't broken, but instead have nails that seem pretty new which held them tightly in place. Kaito reached the fourth floor while noticing a lot of cooking materials scattered around on the floor, and upon peaking into the doors his thoughts were confirmed when they open to a second kitchen,the pots, pans, and cookware of all types were piled high in front of the doorway. Some were rusting away while others had lost their handles. The bluenette closed the door and went to the stairs to go up to the fifth floor. The stairs were just as strong, so Kaito didn't have any trouble getting to there. The fifth floor was a game room, probably for those big game nights. There was a small bar in the back, just enough to hold 10 men. It was also in good condition, the TVs had clean screens, the couches looked comfortable, and the tables reflected the moonlight off of their glass tops. Kaito went to the stairs to head to the sixth floor. He had his hopes up to see whatever it was that had been nagging at his brain to get up there. Though, when he was walking up the stairs, he saw the black streaks of water damage on the walls and ceiling. Because of that water damage, the stairs were extremely weak and wouldn't be able to hold any weight, so Kaito decided to lean on the walls and use the handbar as support. Even then, it was very difficult to do. He was only able to reach halfway before he gave up. The wood in that area seemed stronger, so Kaito decided to walk on them. Big mistake.
- Yeah, poor Kaito. Anyway, look, it's a cliff hanger! I didn't even mean to do that, I just felt like stopping and that's where I stopped. I promise that I will try to post faster. I'll also try to write more per chapter, because I feel like I'm writing so little per chapter. Makes me feel like I suck.
I realize that whenever I post a chapter, something goes wrong. I'm currently trying to fix that. It takes me forever to retype it.