Delilah looked back at the sky and thought for a moment. He probably wouldn't find another shelter in time. "No I don't mind." She said. With that she opened the door for him. Her dogs were eagerly waiting at the top of a metal stair case. "Be nice to our new guest." She told the dogs. At the bottom of the stair case was a double door that lead into an outdated kitchen. The tile was yellowing and the tan walls blended into a small living room. From there was a hall way that lead to three bedrooms and a bathroom. At the end of the hall was another door that lead to another flight of stairs. 

All in all the house was fairly clean except for stacks of supplies that hung at the base of the stair case and some things from day to day living that she hadn't gotten around to picking up yet. Like her breakfast dishes that were still in the sink. A soft purr from a generator could be heard and the tv showed the title menu from The Lion King. "What's your name then?" She asked the stranger.