When Virgil woke up once more, he noted that it was quite early in the morning.    

No one but him would be awake, perfect.

Going against all his rational thoughts, he decided right then and there. He had to escape, for in no way was he going to talk to anyone about what kind of things he does in his free time.

He looked around his room trying to find some sort of exit, besides the door because that just wasn't cool enough, before spotting a window. Perfect! Now, realistically, he could just jump out the window, since if he does die he can just, sorta, respawn but that just wouldn't be epic enough for him.

Virgil remembered something in a book he read about the character getting a bunch of blankets and other fabrics, tying them together and using it as some sort of rope.                                                                 Sprinting, for no other reason then effect, he gathered up his blankets, sheets, a bunch of robes he found in the wardrobe and weaved them all together.

And now, the plan was ready to begin! He took the start of the makeshift rope and tied it to the rod holding up the curtains. He opened up the window grabbed on the end of the rope and jumped!

DOWN

  DOWN

     down

        down

           down

The rope stopped.

"VIRGIL!" The said man looked up and saw everyone staring at him.                                                               

The rope broke and as he fell, he couldn't hear the screams of terror over his own thoughts of how much this was going to hurt, he was barely halfway down the tower for goodness sake.

He was falling fast and there was no way to possibly stop, but he still looked around up, down, left, right, down and-

A lake! He just needed to fall into the lake!

He twisted and turned to make sure he fell into the large part of water before

SPLASH!