It never ends
You sit back and relax for a while until your arms are no longer sore. Then you position yourself, take a deep breath, and hit the window with everything you've got. Still no effect. But just as you're about to give up, you hear a crack. The noise renews your determination, and with a final burst of strength, you manage to break the window. The window shatters, and shards of glass fall to the ground. It wasn't a clean break, so there are still bits of glass left on the edges, so you put the blanket over them in an attempt to protect yourself.
You're breathing heavily and your knuckles are bruised and bleeding, but you can finally get out now. After catching your breath you carefully climb out and land in a crouch. You manage to avoid further injuring yourself, though the blood from your knuckles running down your hands is starting to look rather gruesome.
Glass crunches under your feet as you stand up and look around. There seems to be nothing but seemingly endless rows of the eerily similar houses. The lawns are even all cut to the exact same height. The car you were in is the only one on the street.
You're breathing heavily and your knuckles are bruised and bleeding, but you can finally get out now. After catching your breath you carefully climb out and land in a crouch. You manage to avoid further injuring yourself, though the blood from your knuckles running down your hands is starting to look rather gruesome.
Glass crunches under your feet as you stand up and look around. There seems to be nothing but seemingly endless rows of the eerily similar houses. The lawns are even all cut to the exact same height. The car you were in is the only one on the street.