Paul deSoto ducked across the hall, hauling his tiny body along as fast as his legs could carry him.
He plunged headlong into the tiny mousehole in the baseboard of the wall. He didn't get to rest for very long, however, before he heard a curious meow outside the wall.
The cat plunged a paw into the crevice. Paul screamed and pushed deeper into the tunnel inside the wall of the dormitory. At least, inside this narrow crevice, he was safe from the cat.
But he needed to reunite with his son. Maybe he could wait out the cat until he could creep out to look for Don.