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Chapter 11 by Bijapo Bijapo

What next?

You hear a knock at the front door of the house

Your exploration is interrupted abruptly by noise at the door. You let out a squeak of panic, hurriedly pulling on your underwear, skirt and t-shirt. In your panic, you kick the ring under your bed. You'll have to get it back later.

Who's at the door?

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