Now I'm in some broken down school? I think it's a school. Not really sure if it was or not. But there seems to be no one here. This place is just as cold as the other. Can't tell if it is because that snowboy came through here or if it has always been like this.
There are several sheets of paper on the floor. I'll read these later in case they've got something useful written on them. Highly doubt that they do. Though they might come in handy if I need to make a fire.
There are noises coming from the hallway. I'm going to do the smart thing and hide. I will try to write when whatever or whoever is gone.
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