You bounce around a bit but are able to get to your foot and untangle it from a lose strand of that elastic stuff that is in socks. You then try to climb up out of the clothing tomb your in. This must be a light load or you’re near the top because there is light streaming in through a few crakes and through some of the material itself. You climb through the one of the tunnel like cracks and try to get to the surface. You poke your head out and realize you are on the opposite side from where your mom must be and if you kept going you would fall right out. So you quickly back yourself back down the tunnel to where you were. The mass you are in is still moving and slightly shifting but not too bad. This is kind of like how this mess started with, you think to yourself. You in the laundry and your mom…you remember trying to run and jump for her breast but missing and then your…adventure. You are shaken from reminiscing and fall to your bum when the walls and ceiling come down. You are then rolling around as the laundry is shifting.
Cathy drops the laundry on top of the dryer and starts separating the cloths so she can fold them. Scott’s underwear, she folds it up and puts it in one pile. Her cotton thong, she folds up and puts into another pile. Shannon’s socks, she puts side by side and then stuffs one into the other as the outside one is turned inside out and then goes into another pile. An undershirt that was probably Scott’s gets folded and set with his stuff. A bra, how did that get in there Cathy thinks to herself and checks the tag, C, hers and goes into her pile. A pair of knee high socks, Kelly’s. Cathy hums a tune to herself as she proceeds to fold the laundry unaware of Scott being only the next handful away.
You are knocked over as something is dragged over you and you roll along but get caught in the pocket or sleeve of something else. Now you are at the top so you take a second to look out of your new location. You see a white hard mettle surface and are going to come out and then see the giant manicured hand come down in front of you and grab a wad of a giant shirt but to you looked like a curtain. You saw the long red nails clamp into the fabric and the fabric fold and contort as it was lifted. You experienced a moment of hesitation with the instinctual fear that comes with seeing something that could crush the life from you. You get a grip and come forward but with out warning the thing you are in is lifted up and you fall backwards. You role down but before falling out the other end it is closed off.
Cathy continues humming her tune and folds another piece of laundry. First the extremities are folded inward and then she slides her hand down to smooth it out and folds it in half and a third time in the adjacent direction and drops it into the pile it belonged too. She finished up with several more articles of clothing and put everything into a basket to take to their rooms.
You hit the end that was open but now folded over. You try to find another way out but then the walls cave in on you and you are on your knees. With a slam you are hit from behind as a force just rolls over you. You are flattened and have the air knocked out of you. Then the material feels like it is drawn taught making hard for you to move. You star crawling trying to find a light but then the world feels like it is moving and then falling and then resting again. You pant trying to ketch your breath.
Cathy takes the laundry to her room and takes out the bra and several things of underwear, socks, and undershirts and some gym cloths. In Kelly’s she drops of the knee high socks and more underwear. Scott’s room was much of the same, socks and shirt and underwear, and a pair of shorts She finished with Shannon’s and then went to the living room to watch some TV. What a day she felt exhausted. Where was Scott, she hadn’t seen him for several days?
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