1. Desperate In The Library


    Date: 10/18/2023, Categories: Watersports, Author: flip_the_script 

    ... eyes and looked around the room. Twilight gleamed through the arched windows and the room around her was dark and silent. "When was the last time I took a break?" she wondered.

Bethany looked at the empty Poland Springs bottle and it seemed to look back at her mockingly. "At least I did a good job of staying hydrated," she thought, with a bemused smirk.

The dull ache in her bladder grew sharper and more insistent and Bethany realized she would need to do something about it pretty fast. She quickly gathered her things and stuffed them into her bag, irrationally feeling guilty for taking a bathroom break with her deadline looming. She zipped up her bag and headed out of the room, tossing the empty water bottle into the trash on the way out.

The hallway outside the study room was completely empty and eerily silent. All that could be heard was the sound of Bethany's own footsteps echoing off the marble floors as she rushed towards the women's restroom, sweat beading on her brow as the feeling of urgency in her bladder intensified. But she felt a chill go up her spine as she reached the door.

It was firmly locked. Bright yellow 'Do Not Enter' tape stretched across it, seeming to mock Bethany's predicament. "What kind of place would close off a bathroom when people were still using the library?" she thought, more than a little annoyed.

Bethany hurried around the corner to the men's restroom, feeling justified in using it given her urgent need. But it was firmly ...
    ... locked as well.

"Ok, this is not great," she thought. Maybe she could get one of the staff to open it up for her?

The staff? Bethany stopped in her tracks, a cold dread prickling her skin as realization slowly dawned on her. She hadn't seen a single soul since she had gotten up—no staff members, no patrons, not even a cleaning person.

Bethany finally checked her watch. 9:03 PM. But didn’t the library close at…

”Shit,” she muttered, as it dawned on her how badly she had screwed up: in her feverish obsession with finishing the book, she had not only lost track of time (and her bodily functions), she had completely failed to notice that the whole damn library must have closed hours ago. Everyone had gone home. Bethany groaned inwardly, berating herself for not paying more attention.

"No. This is fine. There's a Starbucks on 4th Street, just a couple blocks from the library. Just walk out the exit and you're halfway there," she thought, giving herself a pep talk. But she could feel her control over her emotions slipping. Hoping that she wasn't locked in, she turned right and quickly walked towards what she thought was the exit, before realizing she was going the wrong way and doubling back. She followed a few turns before realizing with a sickening feeling that she had no idea where she was.

Dammit! The maze of long marble corridors that had endeared her to this place initially now seemed to be taunting her. She wandered around the empty building for another few ...
«1234...»