Tap tap.
Tap.
Tap tap.
Awoken from my sleep, I almost jumped out of my current state of slumber, had it not been for the sharp pain I felt in my back.
Tap.
Tap tap.
Tap.
I scrambled for the door, not quite knowing where to find it. The uneven rhythym of the gentle tapping continues. I keep trying to find it.
I live in a large house of some sorts during... peculiar hours, I guess you could say. I never quite understood why this house had to be so large. I was generall not acustomed to such massive houses. In reality, this was not necessary.
I was refocused into this predicament of finding the source of the tapping. I really would love a map of this house; it would greatly benefit me, I assure you. Navigating this labrynth is a pain, every time.
I stop to catch my breath. Upon my sudden stop, the tapping stops.
Crash!
I feel a sharp pain in my head knock me to the ground.
Hear a voice thunder:
"Thou shalt not throw stones in a glass house!"
That's the end. I know it's not that good, but I wrote it in like a few minutes, so go easy.
And, as Always,
Thanks for Reading!
-Justin-