Back to Derry

"It can't have been real... It can't have been!" Madison kept telling herself as she hurried along the thankfully deserted Neibolt Street.

But if it hadn't been real, she kept reminding herself, she would still have clothes on. That was very hard to argue against.

She had been lucky so far, but as Madison turned a corner and headed towards the main street in town, she knew she would not be able to avoid being seen, and her house was still a couple of miles away.

Madison wisely decided not to walk straight up main street, but instead duck into an alley that would take her part of the way. Her bare feet were grateful to move from the hot paving slabs to the cool dirt floor of the alley way, and Madison was pleased to be putting off any encounters with townsfolk for a while longer.

Or so she thought. As Madison reached the mouth of the alleyway and looked out onto main street, she heard a voice from behind her say :

"Oh. My. God. She's like butt naked!"

Madison spun around, wondering how she had missed the three teenage girls, dressed in denim shorts and vest tops, passing a cigarette between them and looking at her with contempt. Madison tried to cover as much of herself as possible with her arms, although throwing an arm across her chest just emphasized how large her breasts were and how inadequate a single arm was to cover them with any degree of modesty.

"Who goes out completely naked like that?" one of the girls laughed.

"Whores." another sneered at Madison.

"**** whores." the third added.

"I'm not!" Madison insisted, "I got dressed this morning! But there was this house..."

"A whorehouse?" one of the girls suggested, causing the other two to scream with laughter.

"No! Please, I lost my clothes, can one of you lend me a jacket, something?"

"I don't have one." one of the girls said before turning to the next, "What about you, Christy?"

"I'm not lending my jacket to a whore." Christy replied.

"I'm not a whore! Look, what if you go to the clothes shop and buy me some pants, a shirt, hell, a swimsuit! Anything!"

"Just buy it for you with our money?"

"I'd pay you back!"

"Yeah, no." one of the girls looked out of the alley with interest, "Hey, look, it's that pervert cop who keeps trying to look down our tops. I bet he'd love to get her down to the station."

"No, please don't!" Madison pleaded, but the girl was waving towards the street.

"Hey, officer, come quick!"

"Oh, no!" Madison looked around, saw a door in a wall near her, the back side to a fire escape. It wasn't completely closed, propped slightly open by a rock on the ground. She was able to wedge her fingers around it, pull the door open and slip inside.

Madison closed the door behind her, before realizing she was in complete darkness.

She blinked, but could still see nothing, although she was aware of a murmuring noise, like there were people nearby she couldn't see.

"Hello?" she whispered, stepping forwards into the dark. Under her feet she could feel a thin, slightly sticky carpet. Something about it was very familiar, although she couldn't place it.

A bright light shone down from above, framing Madison in front of a large white rectangle on the wall, at the same time as a loud fanfare sounded triumphantly over speakers.

She was in the cinema, having discovered the kid's way of sneaking in without paying. She was in front of the screen. And by the sounds of the audience she was unable to make out due to the bright light of the projector, it was a packed house.

Squealing in embarrassment, Madison grabbed at her body to hide herself, managing to find the aisle and quickly sprinted for the door, bare buttocks jiggling, amid a storm of laughter, whistles and catcalls, thrown popcorn bouncing off her bare skin as she went.