You were in hell, a cold and humid environment that was still unable to get rid of the smell of shit all around you thanks to the toilet paper above you and the thing you were standing on, something you still weren't able to stomach because it was just so humiliating. One of Derek's logs clogging the toilet, that was the only reason you were still alive instead of being thrown through the plumbing to the sewage system, and that was the only reason you were close to an exit, even if it was impossible to climb out of the toilet by yourself.
In hell you're hopeless, so you were rapidly losing faith and wishing you got the quicker death instead of this. The wet toilet paper was too frail to serve as a makeshift rope to get out of there, and the toilet surface was way too inclined and slippery for you to make it out of there by yourself anyway so all you could do was wait. Wait and endure the horrendous smell, wait for the inevitable time another male student decided to finish creating your grave, wait with dread how the hope to escape turned into a hope that something killed you before your body demanded sustenance with the only thing you could get it from. The dread increased whenever you heard the noise of the metal door opening and closing, clearly students opening the door, seeing the mess Derek made and turning away in disgust, leaving you in your hell unknowingly.
When you heard something that sounded like footsteps nearby, you were ready for this to end. But darkness didn't engulf you immediately which was weird, maybe this guy was just playing with his phone or something before using the toilet? Darkness eventually came but not in the way you expected it, there was no warmth you would associate with the human body, and in fact it felt.. too dark. You couldn't actually see outside of the toilet from your position, just a bit of the toilet surface from the toilet paper above you, and now it was fully blocked.
And then you felt a huge tremble that made you understand as the surface you were standing on suddenly shook with force.. You could be saved! This wasn't someone using the toilet, it was the janitor using a plunger! Before you could celebrate you noticed the water making some way through already so you tried your best to let the suction get you and when everything starting trembled again you jumped, grabbing the toilet paper and hopefully, the surface of the plunger before it was too late.
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