Pomin’s life episode 6 sticky note

I peeked out from behind the heavy cabinet, just an inch. The hallway was empty... but still too wide, so I retreated back along the skirting board. Then I found something! A fallen wooden ruler and a tiny stack of sticky note squares left behind the console. My hands shook a little, but I lined them up—one, two, three—snug against the wood. I pressed the sticky edge down so it formed a tiny, orderly grid marking the corner. Now... if I have to run back in the dark, I know exactly three squares will lead me straight into my safe nook.