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As Caveira continued to squirm and look around, she noticed that there was a room beyond the kitchenette, to her left. She looked around one more time, then walked over, slowly.

Voices could be heard on the other side of the door, followed by footsteps.

Merda! She ducked down behind the island. She bit her lip when she heard the door open, and pressed up against the island as the footsteps grew closer. She blushed when she saw an enemy soldier walk past the island. The soldier stopped in her line of view, and started looking around.

Caveira had to stifle a whimper as they walked over to investigate the basement door.

“Hey, come check this out!” The soldier shouted. Another soldier came out of the room, and walked over to the basement door.

Caveira slowly backed away, towards the other side of the island, and slipped through the open door into the other room.

That was close, she thought, closing the door behind her. As she was about to walk into the room, she froze at the sound of fabric being ripped. She turned, and saw that both her uniform shirt and undershirt had gotten caught in the doorframe.

“Fuck!” She shouted as she looked down and saw that her bare breasts were out in the open. They jiggled as she threw her arms over her chest.

“Hey, what was that?” One of the soldiers called out.

Caveira’s eyes widened. “Merda!” She whispered as she repositioned her arms so that both her breasts and vagina were somewhat covered. Her knees turned inward, and she desperately looked for a way out of the room.