Oh, I’m dreaming of a white… rescuer (30 Shades of Christmas – 16)

Captivity Day 1

After Grinch locked us in, I turned around and saw a smile on Ray’s face. Didn’t he realize our shit-uation? “Ray, why are you smiling?” I asked him.

He started to laugh and told me: “He is not the smartest gun in the whole pole, is he? He forgot to search us and I have my cell on me!”.

“Ray we are in the safe, it’s shielded, you are not going to get a signal in here!” I said, frustrated.

Poor guy, he is priceless in an office but get him away from his desk and he is as lost as carollers at a rock concert!

We sat on the floor and drank our coffee while it was still warm. We were both lost in our thoughts when I heard: “YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERK”

Ray was trying to get himself away from the floor by climbing the shelves. “WHAT are you doing Ray? We have only been locked in here for a few hours, are you losing it already?”

The poor thing stuttered: “A mo.. amo.. a mou” and finally “A mouse!”

“The last time we talked about your phobias it included snakes, ants, reindeer and cats, don’t tell me you are afraid of mice too?”

“Krissie I can’t help it, I am; ever since the mouse ran up the clock.”

To calm the princess down, I caught the white mouse by its tail and deposited it in my now empty coffee mug. I had a splitting headache, so I told Ray I would just lie down for a little while and we would work on a plan later.

I didn’t have any idea how long I slept, but when I woke up, the coffee had migrated in a part of my body that demanded to let it go, let it go, let it go. Sadly the safe didn’t have a toilet. The only thing I saw which could somehow be used as a pee-receptacle were the coffee mugs. I looked and Ray had already used his for that purpose, mine still had the mouse in it, and that poor thing looked disgusted to have been stuck without food or drinks in a space too small to do anything.

I had no choice I really had to let it go, let it go, let it go… then it hit me: If the mouse found a way to get in the safe, maybe the sealed room was not so sealed after all. If I let the mouse go and we watched where the mouse got out, we would just need to get Ray’s phone near the hole and he would probably get a signal! I know I’m a genius!  I shared the plan with Ray and told him to climb on a shelf; I had never seen him move that fast, ever. Funny what a little motivation can do!

I released the mouse and right away it went running toward Ray’s shelf. Ray, shrieking, was about to climb to higher grounds, when I saw our white rescuer disappear between a post and the wall. I bent down and saw a minuscule crack.

Surely the mouse was relieved and I urgently needed to relieve myself before attempting to call for help. It is not an easy task for a girl to go in a cup that is 100 times smaller than the usual bowl!

Ray would not get anywhere near the mouse exit so I had to lie down on the floor with his cell… NO BAR! NO SIGNAL! NO HELP!

To be continued…