Well I certainly didn't expect to find myself looking straight at the dial of a mother fucking huge beast of a box...but there I stood. wondering...could I perhaps. This time find the greatest treasure of all time? Not love or anything. just straight fucking cash.
I settled in with my stethoscope, and a pack of dry qtips. just waiting to hear the cachunk that told me I had hit one of the numbers right.
twist
twist
twist
twist
alrady sweat dri[pping down my brow
were could this lead?
I need to play this smart. but also, fast,. there is only so much time before ....crunch...
was that?
I don't think that was in the safe door. could they be returning?
should I pause and look? Or keep turning the massive dial.
I look around my surroundings and realize. There under my knee is a cheeto. I move my knee slightly. crunch... yup, that was the sound.
okay
continuing to turn....turn turn
welll...I would have gotten in. I'm sure. except. The gas. Some kind of failsae. it's taking...me...down
