You tug at the door. It was rusty and old so you expected it to be creaky at the very least. It opens smoothly, without a single sound, taking you by surprise, and you don't like surprises. Inside, a huge fire was roaring at the fire place. There was a grumble. You leap up, certain it's a monster. You have no sword or shield. You feel vulnerable. You are considering to run when you realize it's just your stomach.
There is an aroma of fresh bread and tea. Your stomach growls louder. You have to do something about it.
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