Doors. They show up sometimes. Unexpectedly. They appear out of nowhere.
We, Nate and I, would go back to our room and would find a door where it shouldn't be.
We don't stay in one place for too long. Always moving. Once a Door shows up, we move. Thanfully, this only happened to us twice. They were the reason for my lack of updates.
Are we Runners now?
Yes. Unwittingly, I am now a Runner.
Nate kidnapped me, and he's a Runner. That makes me a Runner.
People are probably wondering why I stay with him, why I don't run away.
He is my friend. That is why I don't flee from him. Besides, even if I were to flee, where would I go? I don't even know where I'm at. I also don't have the means to getting back home. I can't drive a car. Call the police? I'd rather not do that. Who knows what monsterous beings might attack once we get caught and put into a cell (Nate for kidnapping, and me for probably stealing).
Food is hard to get when one does not have money. Sometimes I would walk into a store, hungry, and the food was within reach. I would grab something; a candy bar, tin of fish, chips, or a box of cookies. I would hide it somewhere and then I would leave the store, hoping that no one catches me. I would make sure that no one is watching and quickly dart out the door.
I was caught a few times. Sometimes the clerks were generous, other times they were not.
It's bad to shoplift at a certain store once one gets caught. That is why I never shoplift twice in the row in one particular store. Less easy to get caught.
While I do appreciate the kind clerks, a part of me feels as if the only reason they help is because they know I owe them.
We're staying at another hotel. Nate has money, but it's not that much. The Manager is mad that we haven't payed on time.
Nate says we might have to sleep on the streets. I really hope it doesn't come to that.