As you were about to start climbing up the carriage to the far right of the baby room, loud footsteps can be heard walking down the halfway. You stop dead in your tracks and begin to worry that you won’t make it in time. “There shouldn’t be anyone up at this time. Did... did they see me”.
The footsteps get louder by the second and you still haven’t moved a muscle. You just kept thinking about how much trouble you could be in if your caught.
The footsteps suddenly stop in front of the door as you hear it slowly creak open. You can see the light of the hallway slowly illuminate the room from the cracked door. You’re frozen in place, experiencing a deer caught in the headlights moment. But by some outrageous luck, the door is closed once more and you hear the retreating footsteps as they walk somewhere else within the foster home.
After 5 minutes of complete silence, you finally sigh in relief. Just noticing you’ve been holding your breath this whole time. “Man that was a close one. I honestly don’t know what would of happened if I got caught” you mumbled to yourself.
After getting your wits together you’re about to start climbing up the empty carriage when...
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