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Sorry this chapter is about half the length of the previous ones, I'll try to make longer ones again in the future. Anyway, hope you enjoy!
She stood in front of the door again. There must be a way to get inside, she thought to herself. She went over her options.
Option one; the door. Despite the state of the rest of the cabin; the door was surprisingly sturdy. That, and her left arm still ached quite a lot. So she knew that wasn't an option.
Option two; the windows. She figured that it would be too expensive to even consider putting high quality glass in such a small cabin. Breaking the windows it is!
She grabbed a nearby branch that seemed sturdy enough, took a running start, and rammed it into one of the windows. The window didn't immediately though, it only made a small hole where the branch hit it. She repeated this a few times until the window finally broke, so she could fit through (GLaDOS would suggest making a bigger hole, but that's beside the point).
The girl first poked her head through, and saw a small kitchen. The cabin was basically one big room, except for one, small separate one, which she guessed was the bathroom. On the other side of the room was a couch, which didn't look all that bad.
She decided to search through the cabinets first. First cabinet. Nothing. Second. Still nothing. It was the fifth cabinet that had anything useful; canned food, and a rusty can opener. In the last cabinet near the floor she found a small satchel. It had a few rips and tears, and it was empty. She decided it was better than her improvised jumpsuit waist bag, and stuffed everything in it.
Secondly, she tried the tap. It had been rusted shut, but after a few minutes of fidgeting, she managed to twist it open. The water that came out of it tasted weird, but she figured it was better than taking water from random streams, anyway.
She then decided to check out the bathroom. It was a cramped little space, and only had a toilet, but that's the only thing she needed. She quietly closed the door, and proceeded to do her business.
When she opened the door again, she saw some peculiar. From this angle, she could clearly see something grey underneath the couch. While approaching it, she quickly considered what it could be. Maybe it's just some random plate, she mused.
When she shifted the couch, she noticed just how light it was. It seemed like some of the stuffing was missing. Whoever owns this place must've done this on purpose.
When the couch was moved out of the way, she saw what it was supposed to be. It was a secret hatch.