Ticking Clock

It was a gamble, but the lost and found was the closest option and if it didn't pay off she could just find somewhere to hide and reassess her options.

Eighteen Minutes…

Finding her resolve she tiptoed to the door and left after confirming the coast was clear.

Fifteen minutes…

Slowly but surely she made her way down the hall, getting closer and closer to the lost and found outside the front office. Which luckily at this time of day was sparse, if not abandoned.

Fourteen minutes…

She was one turn away from her goal when suddenly she tripped over seemingly nothing. Falling on her back she was dazed for a second, before hurriedly looking around and cupping her crotch. No one in sight.

Sighing in relief she tried to pick herself up. Only… her blouse was suddenly stuck to the floor, like her skirt had been before.

“No no nononononono” Renee whisper whined.

She tugged and pulled but all she got for her trouble was a button popping off. Looking down at herself and thinking for a moment, she didn't like what she had in mind.