Crawl for it

Bree elects the second option as it has a greater chance of success. “Better to have a chance than losing this early at my own game!” She reassured herself.

As she hops of the stage, she waits in the middle of the first row in order to see which door Mr. Weatherby would enter through, and it did not take long as he entered through the same door Bree had used on the left side. When Bree began crawling right, there was three things she immediately noticed, one was how cold the linoleum floor was against her skin as opposed to the hardwood of the stage, second was how dirty the floor truly was, she found herself crawling through dirt and grime that was sticking to her skin, and lastly she noticed Mr. Weatherby was being very thorough in his search. He would stop and every aisle and scan his flashlight all the way to the end, her only hope was to ball up at a chair and hope it would hide her nude body fro mute light.

“That’s going to require some luck, I don’t exactly blend in with the black and red auditorium chairs.”

As he made is was down the room, Bree was beginning to think her chances of escaping were growing smaller and smaller when Mr. Weatherby noticed something on stage.

“Why hello, what do we have here” he said aloud as he made his was up on stage. Bree could do nothing except crawl into one of the row of chairs and from his new vantage point Mr. Weatherby would plainly see the naked girl crawling around in a aisle.

“Looks like little ol’ Bree couldn’t contain herself.” He said as he inspected the puddle left by her during her show on stage. “Can’t have gotten to far, maybe she’s still…” his words trailed off.

“Oh god, he’s seen me, I’ve already lost and haven’t even gotten the first thing back yet.” Bree whispered to herself. She heard Mr. Weatherby make his was down the steps of the stage back to the seats.