Breach the Mat

The entryway door had a tiny gap at the bottom! No thinking twice. I scrambled out of the sneaker box, darted across the floor, and squeezed straight under the wood into the outer hallway. A massive coir doormat greeted me like a bristly obstacle course. Stiff fibers poked every direction! I dug my sneakers into the rough surface, pushed forward, and tackled a stray yellow delivery slip lodged between the bristles. Head tilted sideways, I gave the slip a firm stamp with both feet. Territory claimed.