2009-06-08, 05:36 PM
Entry 6. June 7, 2009.
[x] Hide behind the bed and wait for the burglar to make a move.
"Ugh...I just can't do it. Seriously you want me to hide behind the bed? This could be really bad. I might get trapped in here... I have the upper hand, but I guess I shouldn't make any rash decisions."
Deciding against beating burglar ass, Felix hides behind his father's bed to wait for the burglar to make the first move. Mere seconds after ducking out of sight, the burglar turns around and starts digging through the dresser. "The hell is he looking for? Who is it... That's surely not my dad's build," Felix analyzes the situation; "I wonder if we really are being robbed." The burglar continues to search through all the drawers and shelves, seemingly intent on finding something specific. "Why isn't he taking anything? Dad has a lot of valuable things in here," Felix thinks, now genuinely confused. The burglar again turns around, this time heading for the nightstand directly across the bed from Felix. "Where the hell is it... He said it would be in here..." the burglar mutters to himself. Immediately after opening the nightstand drawer, the burglar quickly picks something up and puts it into his pocket. Unable to see what is happening from this too-close position, Felix quickly gets nervous. The burglar could lunge over the bed at any second. Suddenly, the burglar runs out of the room. "WHAT THE HELL? YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!" screams Felix. He bolts after the burglar, adrenaline pumping now. By the time he gets outside, the burglar's head start proved to be too much; he was no where to be seen. "No frickin' way... OUCH!" Felix realizes too late he pushed his injury too far.
Melanie comes running down the stairs and sees Felix on the ground holding his foot. "Oh my God! What happened? Where is he? Did you get him? HEY ARE YOU OKAY?" Melanie drowns Felix in questions, as she runs to his side. "I'm fine. I'm an idiot and ran without remembering I was hurt. Whoever it was got away. I have no idea what he was doing in my dad's room. I didn't even see him take anything," Felix answers. "Shouldn't we call the police and report a break in?" Melanie asks. "But nothing is stolen... He didn't even tear up or disturb anything. What would we say? 'Sorry officer, I left the door open and we think someone came in but nothing is moved or stolen'?" Felix jests. "Yeah, you're right...but still. We're just going to pretend there WASN'T someone in your house?" Melanie responds.
[] Call your father and tell him what happened.
[] Take advantage of this situation and get closer to Melanie.
[] Go back to your dad's room and check to make sure everything is there.
[] Call the police.
What are the voices inside Felix's head telling him to do?
[x] Hide behind the bed and wait for the burglar to make a move.
"Ugh...I just can't do it. Seriously you want me to hide behind the bed? This could be really bad. I might get trapped in here... I have the upper hand, but I guess I shouldn't make any rash decisions."
Deciding against beating burglar ass, Felix hides behind his father's bed to wait for the burglar to make the first move. Mere seconds after ducking out of sight, the burglar turns around and starts digging through the dresser. "The hell is he looking for? Who is it... That's surely not my dad's build," Felix analyzes the situation; "I wonder if we really are being robbed." The burglar continues to search through all the drawers and shelves, seemingly intent on finding something specific. "Why isn't he taking anything? Dad has a lot of valuable things in here," Felix thinks, now genuinely confused. The burglar again turns around, this time heading for the nightstand directly across the bed from Felix. "Where the hell is it... He said it would be in here..." the burglar mutters to himself. Immediately after opening the nightstand drawer, the burglar quickly picks something up and puts it into his pocket. Unable to see what is happening from this too-close position, Felix quickly gets nervous. The burglar could lunge over the bed at any second. Suddenly, the burglar runs out of the room. "WHAT THE HELL? YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!" screams Felix. He bolts after the burglar, adrenaline pumping now. By the time he gets outside, the burglar's head start proved to be too much; he was no where to be seen. "No frickin' way... OUCH!" Felix realizes too late he pushed his injury too far.
Melanie comes running down the stairs and sees Felix on the ground holding his foot. "Oh my God! What happened? Where is he? Did you get him? HEY ARE YOU OKAY?" Melanie drowns Felix in questions, as she runs to his side. "I'm fine. I'm an idiot and ran without remembering I was hurt. Whoever it was got away. I have no idea what he was doing in my dad's room. I didn't even see him take anything," Felix answers. "Shouldn't we call the police and report a break in?" Melanie asks. "But nothing is stolen... He didn't even tear up or disturb anything. What would we say? 'Sorry officer, I left the door open and we think someone came in but nothing is moved or stolen'?" Felix jests. "Yeah, you're right...but still. We're just going to pretend there WASN'T someone in your house?" Melanie responds.
[] Call your father and tell him what happened.
[] Take advantage of this situation and get closer to Melanie.
[] Go back to your dad's room and check to make sure everything is there.
[] Call the police.
What are the voices inside Felix's head telling him to do?