She wanders around naked

Mackenzie crouched down and began feebly feeling around the floor, as if hoping to blindly find her dress. But deep down she knew she wouldn't find it. She hadn't simply dropped it. The dress, the only clothing she had worn to the park that day, had been yanked from her grip. Someone was in here with her...

"H-hello?" she hesitantly asked the silent room. There was no response. "Can I... have my dress back please?" Again, nothing but silence. Even if she wasn't alone, there was no way anyone else could see her in here, right? But then... how had that person known exactly when and where to nab Mackzenie's dress? The naked redhead stood back up and meekly covered herself with her hands as best she could, no longer feeling safe in the cloak of the darkness.

With nothing else to do, Mackenzie slowly began traipsing along in the darkness, not even sure what she was looking for at that point. A way out? The person who'd taken her clothes? A light switch? Anything would have been nice to find in her mind.

She bumped into something and stepped back, trying to fix her gaze on the object she'd just made contact with. It wasn't hard to do, because two red pinpoints of light began growing in the darkness. Two red pinpoints that looked distressingly like demonic eyes. A low, monstrous growl sounded from the object, frightening Mackenzie.

Without needing to be convinced further, she turned around and began fleeing in the opposite direction. Mackenzie was genuinely terrified, and any thoughts of her modesty had fled her scared mind. Her arms pumped back and forth for maximum speed, letting her large breasts bounce and heave with each step she took. Despite knowing all the creatures in here were fake, Mackenzie couldn't help but picture a monstrous creature chasing after her. As adrenaline coursed through her system once more, Mackenzie realized she was living out her earlier idea of running for her like while stark naked! It turned out not to be as thrilling as she'd expected. Or at least, not as enjoyably thrilling.

After just a few seconds of running, Mackenzie tripped over something and fell into a mess of... something. They felt like plastic snakes, and Mackenzie suddenly realized that they were moving! The naked bombshell shrieked as the mess of plastic writhed beneath her, undulating all around her bare skin. It took a few tries, but Mackenzie was able to clamber her way back to her feet. Though, both her shoes fell off in the process, leaving her truly naked. But, as she tried to step away from the blob of... whatever they were, something stopped her.

One of the tentacle-like appendages was wrapped tightly around her right wrist. Mackenzie tugged on it harder, but couldn't slip her hand free. She reluctantly felt for the (still uncomfortably writhing) plastic with her left hand, and began using her free fingers to try and slip her right wrist free.

Not far away, the haunted house employee grinned. In his hand rested the remote control for all the gadgets and gizmos in the pitch black room. He had set the tentacles to begin writhing once he saw Mackenzie fall face first into them. That had produced a good scare for the nude beauty he had had the good fortune to stumble upon. But now he was smiling because he knew exactly what he was going to do next to make Mackenzie's situation even worse...