"Oh, thank God!" Simon muttered to himself as he upward with a sigh of relief. The initial adrenaline from the situation had worn off at this point, but Simon hurried toward the house with a renewed energy. 

"I wonder who lives here," Simon thought to himself as he hopped onto the porch, "I can't remember, right now." He came to the door and stretched his hand out to knock when he took notice of how dirty and ragged he was. He had felt dirty, but the little light the house gave off showed him how dirty he really was. 

Before he knocked, he decided to remove his shoes and socks. He wriggled his toes as the freezing air stabbed at them, but it was nice to be free of those squelching shoes. Then, he smirked as he realized how silly it would be if someone were to see him outside right now.