Homer was about to go to the bed with the others to drag Myles out, but he paused. It didn’t take three people to get one intoxicated friend out from under a bed, and to be honest they had gotten him out from stranger places before. Homer decided it would be better if he just went to get the first aid kit, but before he could leave he saw Sav being dragged under the bed as well.

For a brief moment, Homer thought it was Myles playing a joke on her. That moment ended however, when it felt like the floor gave out and they were all dragged under the bed.

After that, Homer wasn’t sure what happened. He was falling, twisting, and tumbling through the air, but it was… wrong somehow. They hadn’t simply fallen through the apartment floor, and everything was black all around them. He could barely make out his friends falling with him. He thought he heard screaming, but he couldn’t even tell if he was doing or if it was the others. Although, if he had to guess he would probably say both. 

While he was still trying to wrap his head around everything that was happening, he caught a glimpse of the ground while he was flipping through the air. Not a good enough look to tell where he was, but good enough to know that he would hit it soon. _Crap_, he thought. _This is not going to end well_. Then he hit the ground.