The Basement.

The three girls, all in various states of half-dress, were all beginning to get more anxious by the minute. They wanted nothing more than to find a few bits of cover and to get the hell out of the haunted house!

"Hey look!" Marianne said, pointing towards a sign that read SERVANTS' QUARTERS. "I'll bet they've got we can use in there!"

But before they could enter the doorway, Mackenzie said, "WAIT! Listen."

The girls fell quiet and soon heard the sound of voices on the other side of the door. There were other people in there!

"Shit!" Willow hissed, still dripping wet. "There's no way I'm going in a room full of people like this!"

"Agreed." said Mackenzie, "We've gotta find another room..." The redhead noted that voices seemed to be getting louder. "And we might wanna do it quickly!"

"Over there!" Marianne said, pointing to a door on the far side of the room. It's front read BASEMENT.

All three girls dashed towards it, eager to avoid any fellow park-goers. Marianne threw open the door, revealing a metal staircase leading down into the dark.

Mackenzie glanced back and saw the doorknob begin to slowly turn. "Gogogo!" she hissed, pushing her two friends into the stairway and slamming the door shut behind her. She made it just in time to avoid being seen, and heard one of the women in the other group of people shout in surprise at the sound of the slamming door.

Mackenzie let out a deep sigh of relief. "That was a clo-"

Suddenly, the metallic steps all tilted downward at a 45 degree angle. The smooth metal slats joined perfectly together, turning the staircase into a slide! The trio of women shrieked as they slid down into the darkness.

After a few moments they toppled onto a soft surface, landing in a pile on top of each other. Marianne was face-down on the bottom, with Willow face-up on top of her, and finally Mackenzie face-up on top of her. As a few candles flickered to light, the girls took stock of their situation. As Willow's eyes adjusted to the dim light, she was surprised to see her faces was just inches away from Mackenzie's bare pussy! She gasped at the sight of her crush's most intimate spot, fully on display for her.

"Ow... sorry." Mackenzie muttered as she slid off her friends and covered her pussy once again.

"No worries." Willow said, still staring at Mackenzie's bare skin. Her pale legs, her toned stomach, her bra-clad breasts. "Wait, where's your shirt?"

Mackenzie glanced down at her chest and was surprised to see the sight of her own pink bra. Her shirt was gone! It had gotten trapped between two metal slats as they closed, and the redheaded beauty had slid right out of it! Mackenzie gasped, draping one of her arms across her chest.

"This is just great..." she muttered, now wearing nothing but her bra, socks, and shoes.

"Ow..." Marianne groaned as Willow finally slid off her. She got to her feet and dusted her underwear-clad body off. "Let's never do that again."

Mackenzie tried to climb back up the slide, but only succeeded in giving Willow another show for a few seconds before she slid back down. Mackenzie groaned but resigned herself to her shirtless state.

Still hoping to find some sort of clothing or cover, the girls began hesitantly making their way through the dimly lit basement. This time, they stayed closer together, each covering their bodies with nothing but their hands.