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Chapter 7 by LadyRedHeart LadyRedHeart

What happens next?

A door steals a shirt

Ann continued to pout about the lost jacket as they walked down the hallways. The amusement Futaba had gotten from it had quickly faded, and once again was replaced with boredom. However, after hearing those words from Ann, she couldn't back down now; it would be such an awful thing to do. So she decided to stick it out. Who knows, maybe something else exciting will happen?

And indeed it did.

They were walking along when Futaba suddenly realized that Ann had fallen behind her. Futaba stopped and turned to face her. Ann was examining a doorway they had just passed through.

"Hey, don't you think this doorway looks...odd?" Ann asked. Futaba walked over to see, but she couldn't see what Ann was talking about. Maybe if it was a bit brighter, then she could see it.

"I don't see anything." Futaba answered.

"Maybe it's because I've been in more of these kinds of things, but I swear this looks like-"

Suddenly, the door slammed closed, startling both girls. Ann had leapt back, leaving her in just the right position for the door to slam onto one of her sleeves. Ann tugged at it, but it didn't budge.

"Come on! Are you serious?! How tightly is this closed?!" Ann exclaimed. Ann continued to tug, to no avail.

"I think you have to leave it behind." Futaba said. Ann turned to her, her face paling.

"B-but...then I'll only have a bra on!" Ann said, her face turning from pale to red.

"Well I don't see another solution." Futaba said. "If you keep tugging, it could rip. We can ask for help with the shirt too. The door has to be opened sometime. It'll be fine." Ann stared sadly at the sleeve for a few moments before sighing.

"Fine..." Ann said. With one hand, she struggled a bit, but managed to pull the shirt off, leaving it in the door. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying her best to cover her plain red bra. Her face was a nice shade of red. "J-just...please don't look."

"Alright, alright." she agreed, and Ann walked back in front of her. Futaba smiled to herself as she followed. Yeah, she knew it was embarrassing for her friend, but it was also very amusing to Futaba. So they continued down the surprisingly long haunted house.

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