@extrinsicix through that space . not good hiding places .
while heโs wandering around, eyes locked their vision with her back door . if she can manage to escape through there, it might work . but itโs locked . . . so sheโd have to distract him somehow . . .
long day of work .
time to head home .
closing the laptop and packing it away, the ever tactful astrologist pulled herself out of her comfy chair and into her car . driving along the freeway when itโs dark makes it easier to get home anyways . no pesky traffic .
@extrinsicix everywhere . some of simple constellations, and some of her family . parents prominently features behind those glass frames . perhaps to keep her sane . who knows .
thereโs a hallway that leads to the kitchen, including a small coat closet on the right and a bathroom on the left
@extrinsicix wouldnโt mean much if whoeverโs out there can see her .
so, against her better judgement, she maneuvered herself beneath the kitchen table . thereโs a large tablecloth over it that covers the entire thing, meaning she canโt be seen from the outside .
for now, sheโll wait .
@extrinsicix breathing quickened, but she refused to move towards that front door . in fact, she refused to move at all . eyes darting around to see what windows or doors were visible from where she was .
two back windows, along the sliding door to her backyard . all locked, but that โ