Help

Travis's heart raced as he frantically searched the studio, but the room was empty. The students had all packed up and left, and Ms. Webb was nowhere to be seen. He called out for her, but only the echo of his voice replied. Panic set in as he realized he was completely alone and without clothes. Just as he was starting to feel ****, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Ms. Webb entered, a look of concern on her face. "Travis, I see you're still here," she said, noticing his distress. "Don't worry, I'll help you find something to wear. Let's check the lost and found."