>>5505329You suppose there is a risk of being found out if you just keep lumbering on around the house, but as long as you keep your footfalls light and your movements swift then you imagine it will be fine even if something passes by outside. The walls shouldn't be so thin as to let every little noise through, after all.
With that, you begin looking through the house in hopes of finding something useful. You start with the "closet" down the hall. It's rather large and, well, not quite like a cramped closet, but given that it's just packed with random crap and shelving you think it's an appropriate name. Besides extra towels, all sorts of soaps, scented and unscented, spare toothbrushes, toothpastes, athletes foot ointments, et cetera, you find something of immediate use to you. A bathrobe that fits you. It's soft, and warm, and not terribly inconvenient for running in since it doesn't drag against the ground. You guess you'll wear it, at least for now.
The spare bedroom down the hall is rather sterile. Bed well made, closet empty, and an extremely generic painting of a field hung up on the wall. You stumble upon something poking around in a nightstand though- cold, hard cash! You're not quite sure how someone ended up leaving what comes out to $83 in the guest room, but you're not just going to leave it there, given the lack of... well, all other human beings. It's a victimless crime, hopefully. ...Although unless things go back to normal you suppose it's also one with no benefit to you. As you head out the room you think you hear something, but when you stop to listen you don't hear it again. Just your nerves, perhaps.
You go across the hall next, to what you have deemed the mancave. It is full of sports banners and comfy-looking chairs. A large television sits in the corner, a no-longer functioning mini-fridge full of Natty Lights sitting next to it. What draws the most attention though, is the room's centerpiece- a pool table. Several pool cues hang on the wall next to it. Several very sturdy looking pool cues, nearly as long as you are tall...
>Take one and try shoving your golf club in between your belt and pants. You could probably get some solid hits in with this.>Take one and try finding a place to stow it on you. It could make for a good back-up weapon.>Leave them where they are. They seem too long to use effectively. 