There's no Bradley

Karen turned, looking for her son, but suddenly finding both he, and her dress were nowhere in sight. "Bradley?" She called, "my son, he has my dress!"

The security officers exchanged a glance, one of them stepping forward. "I think you need to come with us ma'am."

"No, I need my dress!" Karen demanded.

"Ma'am," the second security officer added. "There's no sign of anyone else here, you need to come with us."

Karen is about to argue, but the guards approach her one of them instantly grabbing her ankles, the other grabbing her shoulders and physically lift her off the ground.

Karen screams at the man handling, her bare breasts suddenly exposed to anyone nearby as the guards carry her through the mall, kicking and screaming, heading back towards the security office.