By now, the chair was well accustomed to running; it fled the room at high speed. I was still lying on the floor.
The phone kept trying to motivate me, repeatedly hurling insults to get me to stand up, but I wasn't ready to move. All I wanted was to sleep.
But then the phone said something that instantly wiped the sleep from my eyes.
The phone screamed, "The chair is going to kill itself! It's going for suicide!"
I jumped up immediately and yelled, "What?! But why?!"
When the chair burst outside, it found itself in a large hall filled with computer desks. At every single desk, there was a chair.
The escaping chair looked at all these identical chairs, as if expressing pity for their plight.
Just then, I spotted it and shouted, trying to stop it. But the moment it heard my voice, it bolted. It sped past a cluster of potted plants and dashed out through the exit.
I tried to pursue the chair, but the phone stopped me.
"Why did you stop me? We need to catch it!" I demanded.
"You need to take this outside," it said.
"Take what?" I asked.
My eyes fell on a plant. "What is this plant doing here?"
"It has always been here," the phone replied.
"But why have I never noticed it until today?" I pressed.
"You humans only pay attention to things that benefit you. That's why you never looked at this poor thing."
"Poor thing? It looks perfectly healthy and green!"
"Anyway, what kind of plant is it?" I asked.
"It's a low-maintenance plant, also known as a Snake Plant."
"But why did you stop me?" I repeated, frustrated.
"Because you have to take it outside."
"Why?"
"Can't you see its condition? It's not getting sunlight! While Snake Plants don't typically need direct sun, they should be kept in a bright location, perhaps near an east-facing window.
But this one has been kept completely without sunligh and looking at its condition, it seems it hasn't had any water either," the phone sighed.
When I looked at its soil, it was bone-dry, as if it hadn't been watered for many days.
"What should I do now?" I asked.
"Take this plant outside to the hall, where the sun is coming through an indirect east-facing window," it instructed.
So, I lifted the plant, which was surprisingly heavy.
That's a very strange name," I commented, while lifting plant.
"It has another name that is quite strange, too," the phone replied.
"What's the strange name?" I asked,
While lifting the plant.
'Do your work! It Said The chair is running! We have to catch it!' Then I placed the plant outside where the sunlight was filtered through the window.
After setting the plant down, I sprinted hard after the chair. I tried asking a housekeeper for help, but she just called me crazy.
Then, I saw the chair disappearing into the elevator. I ran to stop the lift, but it was too late—the doors had already closed.
"The lift is going up, chase it!" the phone probably screamed, but I knew better: I decided it was more important to rely on the stairs.
I had to move fast, I screamed.
Only three minutes remained until the end of lunch hour.