CYOA #83
After doing your business, you get up and flush the toilet. You sort of hobble a little to get used to the pain in your hoof, then try walking a little more regularly. Looking around the bathroom reveals neither a fountain nor a box of any kind. There isn’t even a mirror, though you can tell where one used to hang. However, something seems out of place.
You signal to the girls to keep quiet and slink about the bathroom. At the far end, furthest from the door, you can hear a faint noise. It almost sounds like gas escaping, or a snake hissing.
