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“I should get dressed.” You say as you play with your lower lip. Making your way out of the dressing room you can see that the store is closed, as you walk down the hall toward the front of the store it dawns on you that you can apparently see in the dark now, as there are no windows, no lights, and you can see as well as if where bright as day. “That’s mildly terrifying. What if I’m some kind of demon.” You are a little freaked out, but pretty sure you should in a full out panic by now. Then again you don’t feel like a demon. Continuing you round the corner to the main part of the store, but just as you reach the end of the hall you are stopped by an invisible ****. “Ouch.” You say rubbing your cute little nose. Holding out your hand slowly you touch a solid wall that you can't see. Pushing on it causes blue fire to flicker for a second and you can see just for a moment that there is a wall made of blue energy. “Fuck me, he locked me in.” With no way to get past that you can see, you turn around and head back into the dressing room area. Checking each stall you don't find anything useful, so turn your attention to the only other option, a door marked “Employees only.” The door looks broken into as it has no nob and on the floor you see a bent stool. Next to the bent stool you see marks on the wall that lead you to believe someone or something crawled over the wall. Turning your attention first to the office, you Pull the door open and you peek into the small office.

The little office doesn't offer much, a tiny desk and padded chair, a shitty old computer, a metal file cabinet that is locked, and a tower of shelves full of junk, and random tools. A small open door at the back of the office leads to a very small bathroom. Sitting on the desk is the makeup kit you used before, but it looks a lot more used than you remember. “Huh, that is odd.” You say as you pick through it, finding basically all the colors have been taken out. “I guess I can go dark.” You say and scoop up all black makeup, an eyebrow pencil, mascara, lipstick and nail polish, then step into the bathroom and set it all on the sink. Staring at your sexy new self seems somehow familiar yet you know you are different. You end up not using all that much, but you do decide you are better than you would have expected to be. “Eeh, so I’m a bit goth.” You say with a smirk as you finish, quickly realizing that you clearly looked just as good with no makeup. Staring at yourself in the mirror you can't help but run your fingers over your sexy long neck running your thumb and forefinger on your somewhat pronounced clavicles. Looking down you can also see the bottoms of your ribs. “I am so skinny. Fuck I am built like a runway model.” Opening wide you decide your tongue is sexy and notice happily that your teeth seem perfect.

Still a lot confused you head back out of the bathroom and pick through the desk. The bottom drawer has been broken into and is empty. The thief used a screwdriver and hammer to pop it open. Taking a cue from them you do the same to the cabinet and pry it open. Inside you find an ugly jacket and a duffle bag, it’s heavy. Opening it you find what you are pretty sure is an ak-47 with a side folding wire frame stock, on further inspection you see it is chambered in .410 shotgun of all things. It weighs roughly 8 lbs and has 3 loaded magazines you would guesstimate hold 10 rounds. There are 3 more boxes of 00 buckshot ammo, all of which glows blue when you stare at it, “Cool, must be magic.”

You also find a letter and a creepy looking rolled up piece of “paper” that looks like it might be made of skin that is sealed with a blob of wax. The letter reads, “Whoever finds this if you are less of a coward than me, please use the spell on the scroll to open a portal and save my girlfriend. I know now how stupid I was to try to replace her. Now that demons walk the earth I know it is only a matter of time before someone comes for me. I’ve ruined so many lives I know I don’t deserve any help, but my girlfriend is innocent. Please save her.” You look over the creepy scroll.