Cut that window
You quickly clinched at the vines, slowly descending from the thick foliage until you were close enough to the cafeteria ceiling to jump from the safety of the mossy tendrils.
“Easy enough” you said before you took out a sharpened rock you found. “The perfect glass cutter!” The hardness of this rock was clearly thicker than whatever flimsy material this useless sunroof was made out of. Slowly, you traced out a circular pattern in the glass in an attempt to begin the process of cutting out a section of glass to slide through.
Every movement you made, you
Written by Driftingdragon on 25 March 2021
The end (for now)