Well, it seems as if they have no pet - you've been wandering the house for over an hour now with no disturbance. Good.
Seems like you've ended up back in the living room, the home cinema system rising above you like the most mega megaplex of all time. Or something. If only you could turn it on somehow, at least you wouldn't be so bored right now.
A scraping tears through the silence, and you look far upwards to see a shadow passing across the lace curtains of the front window. The noise finally registers as being that selfsame window opening, and the realisation that the family left it unlocked.
An immense hiking boot crashes down as an intruder climbs in through the window, and you stumble back a few steps, still not entirely used to the immensity of regular-sized people. It is difficult to make out details, but this stranger is wrapped in thick clothing: rugged combat trousers covered in pockets, a coat similarly bedecked and massive gloves.
There's no chance to look at the face, as the figure drops its backpack to the ground, a mountain that bulges with its full contents, a metal cup and thermos rattling against each other on the strap holding them.
Well, you're going to have to act soon, and decide how you should react to this criminal newcomer.
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