A Shiny Secret

A faint gleam of light, shining from a pencil-thin gap in the wall. A secret door.

Nathan looked on in horror. He knew where that door led. He'd done everything he could to get Mr. Jackson to close that room off to the public. It just wasn't right to inflict that kind of punishment on a defenceless, helpless young lady! And he could see Emily's silhouette, moving towards it! He had to stop her!

Emily heard the clown come up behind her, moving terrifying fast in its squeaky shoes. She couldn't even begin to imagine what it would do if it caught her. She had to get away! She had to get to the safety of that secret door, as quickly as possible, before it got its wicked, filthy gloves on her!

She sprinted towards the secret door, holding her shirt up for better mobility.

Nathan wasn't going to make it in time. He hurled himself across the room, aiming to catch her around the legs and bear her to the ground. He could explain himself later. Better than having her go in there.

Emily threw herself forward, only a moment ahead of the clown. She felt his awful fingers brush against her hips, and a strange tugging sensation around her legs. Then, it vanished. The door swung shut behind her, and locked with a click. She was safe.

The lights blinked on.

Nathan sat up, feeling terrible. He'd failed in his duty. He was supposed to protect Emily! But at least he'd been able to...

He looked down, at the object he was holding in his hand. It was a pair of red panties. In Emily's size.