“AUGH! What the-” Swiftly he closed and
locked the drawer. He didn’t know what creature had found it’s way in,
but he intended to keep it there until he could find someone to take
care of it.

Songbird, still in her cage, looked hopelessly at
the drawer the repairman was now locked in. Could he get out? Was he
stuck in there? She didn’t know, but she certainly hoped not. She didn’t
want anyone to be stuck like her.

The door slammed behind her
captor as he left, grumbling about odd creatures and useless girls. It
seems they have a bit of time before anyone else comes in.

“Oof!”

The Repairman sloshed from side to side as the drawer slammed back into the desk. As he settled, he heard a click and footsteps. Finally, the door closed.

He tried to climb back out, only to find the drawer was stuck. After a couple more tries, he sighed. He was locked in. Ah well, no problem…

“Right then,” he said, emerging from the drawer on the opposite side, “where were we?”

He pulled out the paperclip again, but stopped.

“Should prolly make sure that doesn’t happen again,” he noted aloud, looking at the door. “Hang on a sec.”

He dashed over there and started rapidly hammering away at some two-by-fours until the door was boarded up to his satisfaction, which meant half of it could not be seen under the boards.