You saw this coming, right?

You squeeze your pudgy self into the window. As expected it starts to get tight as you near your waste. But with a little force maybe you can...nope that didn't work. Maybe if you suck in your gut...that didn't do anything either.

After about an hour you finely give up and take a breather. You guess you will have to go through the hunter anyway.

To your surprise when you try to back out of the window you can not move.

You would cry if that wouldn't wake the hunter in the other room.

"OK, don't panic. Just stay calm and think your way through this." You tell yourself. Then your heart stops as the door opens behind you.

"What in tarnation?! What have you done with all my food!"

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Panic

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