Luna found herself standing on the porch, staring at the door handle. She knew that even if she opened it, the smell of her dads cooking or the sound of her mom's gentle laughter would not be there.
Even still, she had no choice. She needed to keep Leo safe. She unlocked the door with the key she wore on a chain beneath her shirt, close to heart.
The door opened with a slow creak to reveal a dark entrance way, the house was eerily quiet. Nobody had been here for months yet everything remained untouched—just as they had left it. The air was thick with dust, and the faint scent of old wood and memories clung to the walls.
Luna stepped inside first, her fingers still gripping the key tightly. Rachel followed, carefully adjusting Leo's unconscious body in her arms. The VR helmet remained firmly on his head, its sleek surface catching the faint light that filtered through the dust in the air.
Lily entered last, glancing around with wary eyes.
"Are you sure about this?"
