Under the rug, two weeks later it happened again. The huge bump came back.
I panicked and tried to smash it, like last time. It moved clear of my blow,
with the wooden chair I had been sitting on. I didn’t know if it was under the
rug or the wooden floor. I slammed the chair at it again. Once more it moved.
The chair made a loud sound as it broke on the carpet of the wooden floor.
I stepped on it and it slid out under my foot. It came out of the carpet. It was
under the wood. Making little cracks in the floor as it traveled to the stairs. I
followed behind slipping on the wood in my wool socks.
