Alone in the vents

You give a small groan as you wake up and take in your surroundings. You're still in the vents, but, on the bright side, Becky's gone too. Apparently, she got bored with you and left you behind. You're more than a little annoyed that she left you naked and alone in the vents instead of taking you back to your "dressing room," but, on the other hand, the less time you have to spend with an overbearing woman like that, the better. You spot the empty vial of the antidote nearby and fume as you recall how Becky **** you to take it. Did it work at least? You don't have a mirror, but, as you look yourself over, you feel a little bigger than you were before you conked out. You get a little happy before you realize that, thanks to all of her aggressive teasing, you're still worse off than you were before you met Becky, size-wise. Looks like you're gonna need a lot more of that antidote...

You angrily mutter to yourself as you try and find your way back to your room through the vents. Starting to get lost, you realize that, thanks to (of course!) Becky and her big ass blocking your view, you never got a good look at the path she took from your room, so you don't know which way to backtrack. Getting cold and nervous, you wander around the vents hoping to find an exit at least close by to your room. If you're lucky, maybe you can sneak back to your room and put some clothes on before anyone can notice you.

You wander around the metal maze for a while before you suddenly trip and fall into a grate bellow you. Finally leaving the vents, you plummet from the ceiling directly into the room below the grate.