"Okay, then head off whoever's coming!"

"Uh, you don't think I'm not in danger, here?" Fred replies.

"You're not stuck in a door!" you hiss. "Just turn left when they see you - you can vanish into the woods back there and circle around."

"Hrrm," Fred growls. "Okay, but you owe me for this," he concludes, and turns and runs down the street.

You sign in relief, the doorframe binding your ribs, and return to trying to get through. After another couple minutes of fruitless straining, you stop and reconsider. Okay, easy does it is the key, you think, and begin incrementally twisting and squeezing, inch by inch.

Finally, you break free. You take a deep breath, relieved that you can breathe again, when you hear Fred talk from the doorway.

"Err, we've got another one."

"What?" you say, turning to see.

Fred is standing in front of your house, and beside him, curled and rearing upwards, is an exceptionally large rattlesnake.

"Meet Liz," Fred says.

Written by Robin Z

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