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Unfortunately for Dana, the one or two minutes it took for the elevator to reach its destination was more than enough time for her tormentor to finish his work. By the time the doors to the elevator opened, she was completely naked.

Well, she still had her heels on, but they made her feel more exposed, not less. Trying her best to keep her body out of sight, she peeked outside the elevator. Luckily, the corridor seemed to be deserted - for now.

She walked out, trying her best to use her purse and files to cover herself. She wanted to hide somewhere, but that was only a temporary solution. Somebody would find her eventually, and questions would be asked. They might even call the police, and she would be in major trouble then.

Not to mention, the clock was ticking. She was already running slightly behind - any delay meant kissing the interview goodbye. She knew she couldn't afford to lose this opportunity - but how could she give the interview in her current state?

As she was walking in the corridor, the door to the interview room appeared in sight. She surveyed her surroundings - there was a door to the fire escape stairs nearby, and another door that led to a nondescript office.

Her phone dinged, interrupting her thoughts. It was a reply from the strange man -"Don't worry about the interview. I have an idea."

Dana did not like the sound of that . How could he possibly help her? He didn't even know where she was. "What do you mean?", she replied.

"If you let me guide you, I can help you get out of this.", came the reply. The message confused her, more than anything. Guide her? What did he mean?

She heard footsteps approaching in the distance, making her jump a little bit. She had been standing out in the corridor for far too long, and she was lucky she hadn't been caught yet.

This was it - she needed to make a decision, now.