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Chapter 3 by imzeah imzeah

Are you alone?

Yes.

Your heart rate begins to regulate as you assure yourself that you are safe. You lay there for a brief minute before another gust of wind causes you to hurriedly stand and rush over to shut the window. You aren't dressed, but modesty doesn't occur to you until you're alright standing in front of the open window.

Can anyone see you?

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