As you find yourself trapped inside the jar on Billy's bedside table, your mind races to figure out a plan of escape. The glass walls tower over you, making it impossible to climb out conventionally. However, the jar's placement on the table proved an opportunity to escape.
You look around, analyzing its precarious position on the edge of the bedside table. Your tiny mind races, and you realize that perhaps the only way out is to rely on luck and physics. The jar is on the brink of the table, and with the right nudge, it might just topple over.
You begin to carefully crawl to the inside walls of the jar, heading towards the side where the jar is hanging precariously. As you reach the edge, you muster all your strength and give the jar a tiny push. The jar wobbles for a moment, teetering on the edge, and then it plummets to the floor with a clatter. Thankfully it didn't shatter, and you seem unscathed from the fall.
But, panic sets in, as you're sure the sound alerted Billy to your escape. And, as you hear is approaching footsteps returning from the bathroom, you swiftly crawl out of the jar.
"What did you do?" you hear him shouting, just outside his bedroom door.
You waste no time. You glance around for a hiding spot just as Billy's voice echoes through the room. Spotting a pile of clothes on the floor, you make a dash for it, finding refuge among the folds of a shirt just as Billy enters the room.
His eyes narrow as he looks around, noticing the fallen jar and the absence of its contents. Confusion flashes across his face as he mumbles to himself. "Where did he go?"
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