The bathroom attached to the bedroom has a window above the toilet... that might be the closest exit, you think. You take a few deep breaths, check the surroundings and dash to the bathroom. She doesn't come back. She doesn't catch you. You're almost home free. You just gotta get to that high window. If you climb up on top of the toilet, you should be able to scale the tiles from there to the window, which you can see is cracked. If you can just get out of the house, you might be able to go for help.
You walk over to the plunger. Holding your breath, you start hugging the wood handle and shimmying upwards. After some serious effort you get to the top. You rock back and forth, tipping the plunger until you're able to jump to the top of the toilet. You look down into the open bowl, then up to the window. It's only a little ways, you can make it.
You start climbing. Your tiny fingers fit nicely in the grooves of the wall tile and you scale the wall smoothly. Your heart races. You're nearly there. You can smell the fresh air coming from outside.
And then it happens... You grab for the last tile, and it snaps. The tile had been degraded and it snapped and crumbled in your hands. You're in a freefall. Time seems to slow down. Your life flashes before your eyes... your childhood, your college years, your relationship with Laura. You shut your eyes...
**SPLASH**
The next moment you are submerged in water... you somehow managed to kick away from the wall well enough to throw yourself past the porcelain back of the toilet and into the open bowl. Your head bobs above the water after a few seconds, and for a moment, you're happy to be alive. But then panic sets in. The walls of the bowl are steep, wet porcelain. You scrape at them frantically but you can't get any purchase on it. You're stuck. "No no no, oh god no please. Please don't let me be stuck in here. Oh no no. Oh god." You're suddenly panic stricken. Your mind races. You're stuck in the toilet. Laura will find you here eventually. You're trapped. She's mad because you fled and now she'll punish you. You feel like a fly caught in a spiderweb.
Then you hear her footsteps. Your heart nearly stops. The door opens and Laura walks in. Immediately she notices the broken tile and looks down into the bowl and smiles.
"Well, well, well," she says, grinning ear to ear. "Look what you've gotten yourself into. You better have one amazing apology ready for me, considering your current situation..." |