The group talked back and forth of their plans of what to do next when it came to the house. The crash of the rock through the window came suddenly and put an ear to ear grin on Gina's face. [i]"You crazy bitch!"[/i] Gina said, chuckling to one of her good friends. She admitted she hadn't thought about breaking the window completely in. [i]"I'll go, It was my idea first anyways."[/i] Gina moved over to the now broken window as she put a leg through, dipping down and sliding through. It was times like these where her short frame came in handy.

Inside the house the condition was not much better than the outside. A strong smell of mildew and dust filled her nose as she turned to the door. Unlocking the several locks from the inside she opened up the door for her friends outside. [i]"Taah-daaah"[/i] she gestured to them coming inside. [i]"It stinks in here though, disgusting."[/i] Gina claimed, waiting for all them to come in. She looked towards the ceiling noticing a gaping hole in it. It seemed to be destroyed by water damage, but the discoloration could prove to be any liquid. 

Meanwhile..

Within the house five small creatures no smaller than a typical mouse spoke quietly to one another, to the outside ear it just sounded like a small squeak repeating the same sound: [b]"mahlimae, mahlimae, mahlimae."[/b] but in their own language they had conversations. [b]"There are people coming. Young people. New people. People coming."[/b] they whispered between themselves as they scurried across the dust covered floor, some unwrapping themselves from the layer of mold they were resting in. They climbed under the stairs, peeking through an open slit of broken wood so they could have their piercing eyes watching the front door.