Your mom, returning from work
Your Life......Smaller
chapter 25
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tenomudegi
As the sun approaches the horizon in the distance, you have reached and begun climbing the wall that is the doorstep. It's a slow climb, but not too difficult. Upon reaching the top, you feel a rumble as your mother walks towards the front door. A clatter of metal rings out above you as she unlocks the door, opens it, and steps inside. This event, while mundane for most people, is a world-moving catastrophe for you. The opening door creates a great suction that rips you off your feet, and her passing leg yanks you inside the house, depositing you in a rug just inside. Unaware of what has transpired, she continues walking to another room in the house, leaving you in a massive forest of synthetic fibers. Well, at least you're inside now.
You take a moment to climb a fiber and get a view of the surrounding area. You're just inside the hallway, in the middle of the rug. To your left are a handful of shoes, the odor of sweat lightly flowing over you. On your right is the dining room, with the kitchen beyond. Ahead are stairs and the living room. You could reach the shoes and hope one of your picks them up, bringing you closer to your jewelry box home. Then again, you're getting extremely hungry, and there's always crumbs in the kitchen. Where do you go?
You take a moment to climb a fiber and get a view of the surrounding area. You're just inside the hallway, in the middle of the rug. To your left are a handful of shoes, the odor of sweat lightly flowing over you. On your right is the dining room, with the kitchen beyond. Ahead are stairs and the living room. You could reach the shoes and hope one of your picks them up, bringing you closer to your jewelry box home. Then again, you're getting extremely hungry, and there's always crumbs in the kitchen. Where do you go?
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