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Unnerved by your former friend's predatory gazes you slowly start to step towards the door. Megan parted her sublime lips in time to release a breathy moan before she spoke in a sinister tone; "Where do you think you're going, hero?". Amanda giggled mercilessly as she roughly twisted her sister's nipples and revelled in the sounds of the bestial snarls that slid out from Megan's tainted lips.

Intent on escaping you ignore Megan's question. The youthful Succubus keep's her slit eyes trained on you for a fleeting moment until Maya yanks her pitch mane and pulls her in for a sinful kiss. Knowing that time is of the essence you tear your eyes away from the sinful trio's lewd make-out session and back to the task at hand. Once your hand is wrapped around the handle you begin to ease it downward in one fluid motion.

There's a dull click as the door unlocks, a victorious smile crosses your trembling lips, you seem to have made it undetected. Of course, sometimes fate had other ideas. As you pull the door inward there's a loud scraping sound as the ancient hinges grind into life. Your heart begins to race as you hear a series of audible pops followed by bestial snarls emanating around the room.

The cool air begins to grow more humid by the second as the lecherous Succubi begin to move towards you there taloned feet clack menacingly against the concrete floor. Not wanting to see the seductive horrors approaching, you pull on the door with all your might and are relieved by the sunlight that welcomely billows into the dank room.

Amanda purrs wantonly as you feel a taloned hand grasp your shoulder, turning around you briefly glimpse Maya's pouty pitch lips curl upwards into a sinister grin. There's a searing pain on your flesh as you glance down in time to see a newly slashed wound atop your shoulder. Megan purred wantonly as she pushed past her sister's before instinctively unfurling her wicked tongue and lapping at the open wound.

An icy chill courses through your body as her infectious spittle oozes into your damaged flesh. Maya dropped you a sultry wink before parting her lips to mewl in her Latino twang: "I'm sure we'll see the new improved you soon stud." Her eyes glowed with hellish promise as you eased yourself through the gap and ran out into the barren alleyway.

Pain ran through your shoulder as you eased off your top and flung it to one side. A tear formed in the corner of your eye as you thought about what had just happened. Wanting to cover the obvious wound you look in a nearby dumpster and are relieved to see a box of abandoned clothes. After rifling through it you come across a darkened hoody and hold it in one hand.

Pulling the torn jumper from your sweaty flesh you wrap it around your bloody arm and tie it as tight as you can before easing the hoody on and wandering away from the mall. Wanting to put the horrific memories behind you begin to walk away with the hope of finding someone to treat the infection before it was too late...