Inspiration IV

A few minutes past midday.

Time seems to have frozen like water-puddles in December. For all you know, you might have been inside the abandoned building for days. Without a doubt you've put yourself in a difficult situation. Did you actually think? Had you anticipated consequences of a nature this delicate? Or had you just followed your childish curiosity and urges of me-me-me-me? The egg is still glimmering.

Belated wisdom never does any good, so you need to deal with the things as they are. You've gotten yourself into this, so you're the only one that can get you out.

Let's take a look at the options you did not choose. Although you'd never know in real life how your life would have turned out if you had chosen alternative directions, you will today.

Option 3: Lie down, play dead (hope whatever is in there with you is not carnivorous) and wait until it goes away.
Consequence: Your company happens to be a runaway South-African crocodile that hasn't been feed in 2 weeks. It's absolutely delighted to see you, imagining you on a silver plate with thick gravy on the top. Lets face it: you don't stand a chance. Your life passes backwards before your eyes before it gets completely dark.

Option 1: Panic, forget about the egg and run the hell back out (hoping you'll find the door unlocked.)
Consequence 1: Your escape takes the crocodile off guard, and it gives you time to find the door (which happens to be unlocked as we all know crocodiles cannot lock doors with a key). You save your life, but your mind never lets you rest because you blew your chance at getting your egg. It becomes an obsession and you are later admitted to the local psychiatric institution, never to be let out again.
Consequence 2: Your sudden moves makes the crocodile's instincts kick in, and you end up a lovely supper.

But you didn't choose any of these options, so you can congratulate yourself. Or should you...?



Option 2 (which is the one you actually chose!): Keep your head cool, take the egg and slowly tip-toe out, not turning your back to your company.

Starting to tip-toe towards the closed door with the egg under your arm, you keep eye-contact with the hungry crocodile. You have one secret card: your newly acquired super-hero-kung-fu-moves. Whether or not they can actually be useful in the situation you have now put yourself in, no one knows, but it's all you've got. Tip-toeing backward as if floating, you actually reach the door. But you make one mistake. You turn your back to the crocodile upon reaching out for the door handle.

Wosh, wosh, wosh. *Snap* It's got your leg!!! Or has it? You feel no pain? Managing to get out, you shut the door behind you as hard as you can. Your heart is racing faster than a racing car. You've got the egg. You're safe.

Where do you go next?