Maximum Security Lockdown

I spotted a giant white plastic laundry basket dumped upside down right near the hallway baseboard like a high-security galactic prison! That kind of maximum-containment cell was practically begging for a dangerous inmate. I dropped onto my knees, shimmied right under the plastic rim, and trapped myself dead center on the floorboards. Grabbing two vertical slats with both hands, I rattled the whole cage back and forth until it thumped against the floor, snarling like a rabid space beast! Then I shoved my gap-toothed grin right against the vent openings and let loose a loud, echoing raspberry straight into the empty hall. Total lockdown!