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Chapter 3 by Anon92310 Anon92310

How does she lose her clothes?

Enemy spotted

“Caveira? Come in, Caveira?” Mira said, into her comms. She sighed. “Amiga, donde estas?” Mira groaned. She had been trying to reach her teammate for 10 minutes, to no avail.

“Pendeja. I’m not supposed to leave the base. Why can’t you pick up your comms?” She muttered. She dragged her fingers down her face in exasperation, then banged her head against the table she was sitting behind. Mira stared at the ceiling for a moment, only shifting her gaze when she heard a sound come from the hallway outside.

She turned around, and peeked over the table. “Que carajo?” She said, upon seeing a woman run past the window she had built into the wall, earlier. Mira leaned over the table, and scanned the hallway. “Where did you go?” She muttered.

Mira considered reaching out to Caveira, again, but decided against it. She vaulted over her cover, and walked over to the barricaded door that led out to the hallway.

What happens next?

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