Hannah's had a busy day. She comes home from work and sits at the table in her blouse and pencil skirt, talking about work with a friend on the phone. She decides the best thing for her is to take a hot soak in the tub so she walks upstairs. However, while she's up there, she realizes she left her purchase of a new bath bomb in her shopping bags downstairs, so she goes back down to retrieve it. As she rounds the corner on the bottom of the staircase, she trips and falls down a couple of steps only to land on her rear on the hard tile ground. She gasps in agony as she realizes she landed rig...

Hannah's had a busy day. She comes home from work and sits at the table in her blouse and pencil skirt, talking about work with a friend on the phone. She decides the best thing for her is to take a hot soak in the tub so she walks upstairs. However, while she's up there, she realizes she left her purchase of a new bath bomb in her shopping bags downstairs, so she goes back down to retrieve it. As she rounds the corner on the bottom of the staircase, she trips and falls down a couple of steps only to land on her rear on the hard tile ground. She gasps in agony as she realizes she landed right on her ankle. It's twisted and maybe broken, by the looks of things. She clutches her swelling ankle and moans softly, then loudly, all the while writhing on the floor and calling out "my ankle! I've twisted my ankle". Since nobody can hear her, it's up to Hannah to try to pull herself up and walk on it but after several futile attempts, she realizes she desperateness of her situation and lies on the ground calling out in pain.