You curse to yourself under your breath. You knew it was a risk eating in here... how long had she known you ate here every day. Just today? A week? All three months? Oh well, as you see it, you have to options. Give up, and make it a little enjoyable for yourself, or make a distraction and break for it. She moves a little closer to you, and you realize there are a few options. You could knock over the chairs in the row in front of you. She'd no doubt see you escape, but you could make a break for it. Or, you could try to use one of the computers to make some noise. It could work, but if she caught you, you'd be screwed. Last, but not least, you could turn yourself in. at least when you go out, it will be at the hands of a Goddess like Mary Anne. No, you've heard so many stories about what it's like to be eaten. A fate worse than death! You have to make a choice.
