A Confrontation…

Once I found my room’s number, I sat there in front of it (I wasn’t entirely sure how I would get this blockade in front of my room to open).
I saw a little Knobby-Thingy on it, “Maybe that has something to do with it,” thought I.
So I reached as high as I could and… I couldn’t reach it.
“Aw man!”, I thought, “Maybe some day I can find a part to make me taller…”

Anyways, since I wasn’t tall right now, I decided to find something else to help me.
I looked around but I didn’t really see anything that looked helpful.

So I decided to look around the rest of the building.
I went back to the receptionist and asked her where the bathrooms were.
She looked at me even more oddly then before and answered, “Down the hall…” she said rather nervously, “Second door to your right.”
“Thank you,” I said.

So I went over to the bathroom and I found a cupboard full of little white stuff wrapped around a bunch of cylinders of cardboard.
I nearly leapt for joy and I brought all these things over to the hallway—I was going to build a staircase.
Along the way, the receptionist looked very confused as she saw me tied to these things with white stuff as I raced down the hall.

Once I built my staircase, I was about to turn the knob when I heard a deep, electronic, “Hey!”
This frightened me and I sprang back—knocking down my staircase all together.
I peeked my head from the pile I was buried in and I saw tall, metallic figure with a large laser-gun.
“Hi?” said I nervously.
“Hand over the rolls.” he said in a loud, strong voice.
I looked around for some rolls and then I realized he meant this white stuff.
I was about to hand him it when he said, “Hand over the Toilet-Paper Rolls.”
I looked around but I didn’t know what a Toilet-Paper Roll was so I asked, “What?”

TO BE CONTINUED

Steve`