You were washing clothes like any other day. Getting clothes out of the dryer.

While getting the clothes out of the dryer, you couldn’t reach all the way in the back, so you decided to go on your knees and reach in to try and grab them.

After grabbing them, you’d go to get back out, only realizing you were stuck.

You’d call for your husband, Oliver, who was a much taller and bulky man. You loved him to death.

As soon as he’d walk in, he’d freeze, seeing you stuck with only half of you sticking out. Which, he didn’t complain.

You’d yell for him to help, getting frustrated with being trapped. You’d hear footsteps behind you, a raspy voice deep and low.

“Just stay perfectly still”