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ʜᴇʟᴇɴ ᴍᴀɢɴᴜs, ᴍ.ᴅ. ᴅ.ᴛ.ᴄ.x.ʙ. ([personal profile] notanemptymotto) wrote in [community profile] villagelogs 2021-01-07 08:21 am (UTC)

The boarding house. Helen hasn't seen that building yet. It must have been one of the several that had been hard to see through the snow. Still, she nods. They can perhaps arrange something once they've freed themselves from the house.

"Certainly. I'll give you the number to the home I'm staying at." Helen glances around them as they walk back to the kitchen. She moved all the medical supplies she found there. Better to centralize it in one room. "More than you could ever begin to count."

Once inside the kitchen she motions for him to sit at the breakfast bar. She places the candle on the counter beside his hand and goes to fetch the first aid kit. Also, a small sewing kit she had also located in one of the hallway closets. She sets them both side by side...

BANG.

Helen straightens and jumps slightly, looking at the doorway they had just come from.

The door is shut now.

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