She waits for someone else to come to the final room.

"These doors must be rare. There better be some other misadventurers to open the door for me. And then we go together! I may have done something irreversible, but nothing irredeemable, okay?"

"Your wait might be very lengthy. Wouldn't it be awesome to go and find more great things to form an attachment with? This is going to be some quality entertainment."

The voice had a point there. Jen looked at the black numbers. It did not really matter how much stuff was sealed on her as long as she was sure her plan would work. But it was so risky... She was safe here, but could get trapped easily if she was going to play along with these naughty advices. Furthermore, she could miss the train by letting the person she was waiting for escape without her.

"You don't know what's behind the door, do you? You have a better idea what's in any of these passages. Fun and pleasure. Endless abyss of fun and pleasure."

The girl grasped her head.{If Insanity > 79} She went so far, and yet she was about to follow the voice that was trying to make her a **** to this mall! Her reasonable side was very weak, because there was no apparent entertaining alternative to the voice's insistent suggestion.{else}She went so far, and the voice was telling her to do more of what was keeping her inside? It dared to do so? It would not go against her 'want', so it was trying to override it. There was no way she would let that happen!{endif}

Her internal conflict was not fated to escalate much further. There was a sound of footsteps coming from one of the passages.

A woman in her thirties with blonde waves coming all the way down to her waist came into the light. Her naked body and face was that of a stereotypical fashion model that wouldn’t want to be recognized for anything but her appearance. Jen also had some decent curves, but this evenly tanned ass just lit a match of envy in her eyes.

The woman gasped at the sight of the ‘EXIT’ sign, but did not try to run past Jen and overlooked her cautiously.

“I see you’d like to open that door.” — the girl said with a cunning tone in her voice. — “I won’t be in your way if we go there together.”

“Why don’t you do it yourself?” — the woman’s speech was somewhat strange. It was something in her vowels. But Jen did not care that much. She just needed to conduct this negotiation smoothly.

{If Insanity > 70}“I would, but I’m a naughty, naughty girl. I stole from the house and I’m not giving back.” — Jen showed her sealed pussy off in its glory, making the blonde’s eyes widen.

{else}”I don’t know. The dumb door doesn’t open for me, that’s it.” — Jen kept her half-closed posture, hiding her sealed pussy.{endif}

“Ah... okaye. I’ll help you out, why not.”

The blonde approached the door while the black-haired had a thought that her catwalk was strangely unconfident. Surprisingly to Jen, the screen went red and showed “1/0”. The woman, however, was not surprised, but instead got visibly uncomfortable.