Window Blinds String Broke Novels & Stories

The latch had broken. Liam reacted instantly. “I’ve got it.” Before she could protest, he moved toward the window. Rain sprayed inside, soaking the carpet. The wind shoved the glass frame inward, threatening to break it. Liam pressed his palm to the edge to force it closed—right as a piece of loose metal sliced across his hand. “Liam—!” Elara ran toward him as he hissed in pain. He managed to shove the window shut, securing it with his shoulder until the wind eased. Only then did he pull away, revealing a red smear trailing down his wrist.

I looked at the window. Then I swung the chair into it. The first impact cracked the glass in a star pattern from the center. The second broke through, a jagged section falling outward, the night air arriving immediately, cold and real. The third and fourth cleared enough of the frame to make the opening workable. I wrapped my hand in the blanket from the bed and cleared the remaining glass from the edges. The drop was significant. Two floors, the garden below visible in the evening dark. Not impossible. The exterior wall had a ledge below the window and a drainpipe running down the right side close enough to reach if I went out carefully.

There's a rectangular window big enough for me to climb through leading to a lower level or basement that's partially covered by weeds and overgrown brush. Ripping the overgrowth away from the window, I lean in close, peering through the glass while pushing in around the seam, checking for any give. I'd rather not break the original glass of the three horizontal paneled windows, but desperate times call for desperate measures. The decision was made when I saw that the slide chain latch on the inside of the bottom of the window frame was definitely locked.

He scoffed, flicking a loose blind. "It's falling apart. There's a broken window jimmied closed with a bungee chord, your closet is sections of your floor, and I would wager my entire net worth that there are at least two different kinds of mold here, aside from what's in your fridge. It isn't safe."

she asked, concern noted in her tone. I shook my head negatively, my eyes flickering to the flagon in her hand. I turned to my own hands to realize that I no longer held it. “It almost fell from your grip, so I took it,” Elspeth replied when I did not ask. “The broken window. . . Where is it situated?” I queried instead and Elspeth tried as much to hide her curiosity under a façade, I noticed anyway. “It is one of the Laboratory windows of mistress Deveron. Why ask?”

His cowardly expression revealed that he was at a loss. Jeremy took Madeline's shoulders and led her to the window. "Don't worry about these two lunatics. Get out of here first." His tone was determined, and he went to open the window. It was probably because of the forming rust over the years but the locks on the windows were fastened tight. Jeremy hardly hesitated. He stretched out his fist and smashed the glass. The moment the glass broke, his right hand also split open with wounds of various sizes. Blood followed, quickly dying his hand red.

A strong wind wandered in the room and things fell from the booster table and the blanket blew away. He covered his eyeballs with his palm while the strong wind struck his skin. He rose carefully and thought that it was happening because of the weather, but in reality these things happened because of Jungkun. He approached the casements and tried to close them, but the casement frames moved rapidly and became out of control. He was trying to cling to them when suddenly his forehead struck the lining of the casement pane. He gasped in pain and placed his hand on his forehead. The wind blew all over his face and he closed the casements after a struggle. He looked at the mirror and there was a

He beckoned. ... Mira looks out the window and sees the dangling rope. Hurrying to it, she proceeded to tie it around her waist, avoiding the injured fingers of her right arm. Looking back at the door, it seemed like even a tiny feather touching the very frame would make it collapse on the floor. Getting on the window frame, she prepares herself for the climb, before suddenly, the sound stopped. The microphone which was not properly connected to the power supply died out, and the interference causing the noise stopped.

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