Rats!

Searing pain awakened her, and Marci sat straight up only to see a rat jump off her bed and scurry away.  She screamed as she saw a crimson stain spreading on the bottom of her sheet, "Caroline, Caroline!"  

Then she remembered her roommate had gone home for the Halloween weekend, leaving her alone in the dorm room.  Marci threw the covers back to reveal blood gushing from a big right toe that was only partially there.  Terrified, she tied the sheet around what was left of her toe to try to stop the bleeding.  She would need to get the top of her toe back from the rat, so they could sew it back on in the hospital.

She could reach the light from the bed, so she turned it on.  Blinded for a moment, she started looking around for the rat.  Probably hiding under the bed, but how could she catch it?  If she reached under there for it, it might bite off one of her fingers.  She needed help. 

Her phone.  Where was her phone?  Think.  Think.   In her jacket pocket.  Hobbling to the chair that she had hung it on last night, Marci retrieved it.  But when she went to dial 9-1-1, the damn thing was dead.  She threw it, and it bounced off the wall and onto her bed.  Now there was a dent on the wall, so she wouldn't get her deposit back.

Looking down at her foot, she saw a pool of blood forming on the floor.  Holy crap.  Frantic, she glanced at the clock:  3:33.  Nobody would be awake.  Maybe she could make it down to the resident assistant's room.  Angela was supposed to be on call 24 hours a day.

She re-wrapped her toe with another part of the sheet that wasn't soaked with blood.  Amazed that she didn't feel more pain, Marci left her room, dragging the bloody sheet after her, leaving a red streak in her wake.  As the door shut behind her, Marci realized that she didn't have her key.  Oh well, there was no turning back now.

Of course her room was the farthest one from the elevator, and the damn thing took forever.  That's why she usually took the stairs; it was quicker.  By force of habit and because her addled brain wasn't thinking clearly, Marci opened the door to the stairs and started her descent.  After walking down one flight, Marci suddenly felt very dizzy and grasped the railing.  She made it down three more flights before she passed out, tumbling down two more flights and cracking her head open.

That's where the janitor found her the next day covered with rats that were feasting on her lifeless body.  It was then that the university finally decided that there really was a rodent problem in Founders Hall and called an exterminator.