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Chapter 12 by Moot Moot

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Filthy

Jessica immediately hit the side of the chute as it twisted and turned, all in complete darkness. A quick glance down at the growing bright light was all the naked reporter could do. She instantly felt the cold outdoor air hit her like a truck, followed very swiftly by a relatively gross landing.

She landed inside a dumpster, full of food waste and trash. She glanced around and held her arms up in pure horror and disgust. Banana peels, cracked eggs, and all kinds of mushy mouldy food had smothered all over her. Her hair had gone from the blonde silk divine to a stringy greasy mess with bits of spaghetti and bolognese dangling like hair extensions.

Jessica let out a loud and long shriek of horror, and immediately climbed out of the dumpster. On the concrete ground was a blue dirty towel. With a gulp and deep sigh, Jessica braced herself and picked up the towel. "Ew ew ew ewwww" She moaned repeatedly, disgusted with herself and how she smelt.

Jessica was able to wipe most of the trash off her, but the multicolored stains and awful smell still remained. Nothing could be done about her hair, except the removal of the spaghetti bolognese. She placed her hands on her hips angrily and surveyed the area. She was in a blocked off dirty alleyway and seemed to be alone.

She rushed down the end the alley, her heart sunk. She practically landed onto metal bars of a caged fence which blocked the way out. She could see civilians walk past in the carnival. Jessica looked back, and confirmed that the other way had also been blocked by a black metal fence. Any attempt to climb it would be redundant, as sharp barbed wire wrapped all over the pointed tips of the fence.

"What the fuck!?" Jessica yelled and tossed her arms up angrily. She had no idea what to do or how to get out of this nightmare.

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More fun
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