A possible exit

The next hour was full of torment and humiliation for Jessica. She found herself cowering by the dumpster, hidden from both sides of the alley. People who walked by would mock the naked reporter, chuckle at her bad behaviour and claim that she 'brought it all on herself'.

As she cowered by the dumpster, Jessica tried to stop the comments from getting to her head. The insults dug deep, which only made her believe the homeless stunt even more. As her mind ran rampant, she put more pressure on the dumpster.

The metal tank of rubbish slowly moved across the wall as Jessica continued to lean on it. As the dumpster slowly rolled forward, it revealed what it had been covering. Jessica glanced at this metal door, similar to the one she entered in Markle's house, the one that lead to all this...

Jessica immediately tried the handle, followed by an immediate hand slam on the door as it wouldn't budge. The naked reporter practically jumped out of her skin as she heard the AI speak. "Congratulations on finding the exit, but unfortunately your time is as a homeless person isn't up! If you want to skip your time and leave now please say ye--"

"YES!" Jessica shrieked at the top of her lungs, she could feel the eyes watching her. "Okay then, there is a condition. You must serve Madam Markle until she doesn't want you anymore. When you are ready please read the words on the screen into this microphone." A metal bar slid out of the wall, holding a small black microphone. The window on the door now had text, which Jessica would have to read.

It was a tough decision, Jessica pondered. She paced up and down as she tried to weigh her options. It felt as though she would be trading one problem for another, so she needed to decide which option was worse than the other...