Mich - Surival of the Isekai'd westerner

Chapter 4

 A couple hours passed by, or so I guessed, until I thought of a new plan. I grabbed the sheet of the bed, then I grabbed a whole bunch of the pole arms I could, even breaking the racks they were on for this idea. I then cut a strip of the bed sheet wide and long enough to cover the poles. The rest of the sheet, along with the light blanket, were subjagated to me cutting them up into rough strips and tying the poles together.

This took me a fair bit of time, somewhat rushed but the growing feeling of being trapped. I lifted up what I hoped was the final product; I really did not want to re-create a second one of what I spent so long making. "I can't find any faults....for now at least" I thought to myself.

I mustered up myself off the ground, walking over to the odd door I was trying to get through. I put the poles parallel to the ground, slowly pushing them against the wall. The wall gave ever so slowly, the poles were in a cone shape so as to slowly push the liquidy substance the wall became in these circumstances. Which made it start making a rim on the hole I was making.

"Please let this not be a failure" I thought to myself.