Another Monday Morning
You toss the gun down the laundry chute and it disappears into the darkness. Moments later you hear a distant thud as the gun finally reached the bottom. You think to yourself about how far the drop is.
You then ponder about the hot chick, and how nice it would be to, well, get it on. However, a small voice within your head tells you that the girl would be even better with you if she wanted it.
You start to turn around to apoligize to her for approaching her rudely, and since she did not really know what your intentions were, she may still consent to your desires.
Before you see it coming, the hot chick sprays mace in your eyes. The burning sensation stings like hell. As you scream in pain, the chick pushes you off balance and you tumble into the laundry chute.
The plunge into darkness is rapid, and before you know it, you fall out the bottom of the chute and land on the soft, dirty, smelly, and grimy clothing from the several different offices above.
You climb out of the laundry pit and rush to a sink. You splash handfuls of water across your face to flush out the mace. After your vision returns to a slight blur, you hear the heavy footsteps of the cops busting into the front of the building above.
You are trapped in the laundry room with only one way out, which is a staircase leading to the first floor.
Before you do anything else, you rumage through the laundry pit and find your gun. While peering at the mixure of clothing, you get a bright idea. You can dress like someone else. The dsguise just might fool the cops long enough for you to escape.
You can change into:
You then ponder about the hot chick, and how nice it would be to, well, get it on. However, a small voice within your head tells you that the girl would be even better with you if she wanted it.
You start to turn around to apoligize to her for approaching her rudely, and since she did not really know what your intentions were, she may still consent to your desires.
Before you see it coming, the hot chick sprays mace in your eyes. The burning sensation stings like hell. As you scream in pain, the chick pushes you off balance and you tumble into the laundry chute.
The plunge into darkness is rapid, and before you know it, you fall out the bottom of the chute and land on the soft, dirty, smelly, and grimy clothing from the several different offices above.
You climb out of the laundry pit and rush to a sink. You splash handfuls of water across your face to flush out the mace. After your vision returns to a slight blur, you hear the heavy footsteps of the cops busting into the front of the building above.
You are trapped in the laundry room with only one way out, which is a staircase leading to the first floor.
Before you do anything else, you rumage through the laundry pit and find your gun. While peering at the mixure of clothing, you get a bright idea. You can dress like someone else. The dsguise just might fool the cops long enough for you to escape.
You can change into: