Thread:Thomperfan/@comment-30953185-20180808204213/@comment-32807753-20180825030508

Lucy: (also whispering) OK.

(We’re about to break for the exit when suddenly…)

SQUEAK!

(The Demon finds us and starts chasing us. We run upstairs, to a room and close the door. The Demon tries to get through)

Me: Lucy, quick! Block the door!

(Lucy does that. I take a look around and then I notice something.)

Me: (gasps) My Jacket! It’s still here and not a scratch on it! (I take it and put it on) OK, Luce, time to scramble. Is the coast clear?

(Lucy opens the doggy door to find The Demon, looking really angry. She shuts the door)

Lucy: (scared) Nope.

Me: OK, we need to find another way out. (I notice the window) Oh, the window! (I open the window and see that is really high) Ooooooh. OK, that’s way too high (thinking) OK, we gotta find a way out of here. The window’s too high, The Demon’s blocking the door, what do we do?

(Just then I step on a squeaky bone and then notice the bathroom)

Me: Oh, the bathroom! I’ve got an idea! Lucy, stay there and keep the door blocked. (I go into the bathroom)

Lucy: I have to go to the bathroom, too. (Just then she’s still and silent for a moment) Oh wait. No I don’t.

Everyone: EWW!

Lucy: Who does this guy think I am?