I’ve fallen and I can’t get up! Damn boxes, stacked them too high! Had to go and trip on my own damn shoe! Stupid box I was carrying flew ahead of me. As I tried to get my balance back, the tower of boxes fell toward me as I fell toward it. Isn’t physics fun sometimes?
Least I don’t feel anything broken, just stuck. And no one knows I’m back here. I mean, yeah they do, but they rarely check up on me. No one else works back here, just me, myself and the spider that lives in the corner that I call Moe.
Go Moe! Go find help!
Don’t think he heard me.
Maybe I can wiggle my way out…nope. Jesus, what’s in those boxes? Bricks?
Oh yeah, books, so the label says.
I’ll just play the waiting game until someone finds me.
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