The scene unfolds as Jeanette walks into her room, the comforting warmth of a cup of coffee in her hand. The rich aroma fills the air as she finally reaches her desk. She sits down, but suddenly feels an odd stickiness. Looking around in confusion, she realizes with a shock that her bottom has stuck to the chair, and her chest is unexpectedly pressed against the table. Her heart skips a beat as the unexpected situation sets in. She quickly scans the surface of the desk, and her eyes lock on traces that clearly point to someone having spilled super glue just moments ago.

A wave of p...

The scene unfolds as Jeanette walks into her room, the comforting warmth of a cup of coffee in her hand. The rich aroma fills the air as she finally reaches her desk. She sits down, but suddenly feels an odd stickiness. Looking around in confusion, she realizes with a shock that her bottom has stuck to the chair, and her chest is unexpectedly pressed against the table. Her heart skips a beat as the unexpected situation sets in. She quickly scans the surface of the desk, and her eyes lock on traces that clearly point to someone having spilled super glue just moments ago.

A wave of panic starts to rise, but Jeanette herself to focus. She knows she has to stay calm. She attempts to stand up, but the chair holds her firmly in place, each effort only making the sensation of stickiness more intense.

Desperate, she moves cautiously, hoping to loosen herself, but the glue clings tighter. Time is ticking, and the situation grows more complicated by the second.