Megan normally kept her room pretty clean, which would mean that she'd definitely spot you on the floor...at least you hoped. You only thought about this for a moment, but quickly changed your mind. The last thing that you wanted was her not looking down at all, and either waking right past you or...worse. You shivered and ran over to her white dresser. It wasn't tall, but at least it was higher then the floor and you would be able to get passed easily. Just looking up at the monstrous wooden dresser made your spirits damper, but you sucked in a breath and began scaling. You managed to scale most of the dresser before you needed to take a breather, resting on the back of a slightly open drawer. As you leaned back, you could feel your heart thump loudly against your ribcage as you fell inside the dark, deep drawer. Where were you?
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