Look for a door

Leanne was really starting to feel the cold now and wrapped her arms as tight as she could around her naked chest. Cautiously she approached the building, keeping a careful eye out for any sign of life. Whilst she was keen to get back inside she also didn’t want to get spotted in such a state of undress. And with that strange man still somewhere nearby she was even more wary.

She skipped across to the building and pinned her near naked body tight against it. Peering out she couldn’t see any doors where she was. Not that bursting through the closest door would necessarily be the best idea. Who knows who she’d barge in on. She can only imagine the fright a young girl in just her panties would give the residents if she came flying inside.

However, as she was struggling to formulate a plan Leanne heard voices from the window next to her. Carefully she slid along the wall and peeked through the glass. Inside were a pair of old women chatting idly. Leanne watched them as she rubbed her arms across her chilly skin trying to keep warm, hoping they’d leave sooner rather than later.

Just as she was beginning to lose hope that they’d ever go out, the old women headed for the door. Leaving the room vacant for Leanne to enter. She eagerly checked the window and was delighted to see it slide open. Thankful for the lack of security measures at Rosefield Manor.

With the window open Leanne hoisted herself up and dragged her half-naked body inside. It might not have been a door, but it worked just as well. Once inside she slid the window close silently behind her and peered around at her new surroundings. It looked very much the same as every other room she’d seen in the home, with identical furnishings and that familiar musty smell.

Finally warm but still barely covered, Leanne began to plan her next step.