Spit slime on the floor.

Without Alex noticing, you dash quickly from the window to behind the toilet, carefully spit your translucent slime on the ground between the door and the stall, and you wait patiently.

After a few minutes, Alex stands, lifts her pants up, and walk towards the door.

"What the....ugh..." Alex shouts and slips on the slime, she fell over, and bumped her head on the corner of the sink; she passed out.

You slither on to the sink and look down on her Serves her right. She was lying on the ground, her eyes were closed, but she was still breathing, you didn't do enough harm to kill her, but you still felt accomplished.

To be honest, she was sexy as hell like that, as you were gazing at her fainted body you felt another **** pulling you towards Alex, similar to the one that prevented you from moving in the incident. You decide to follow it because you thought that it was fate.

Where does the **** pull you to?