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Chapter 17 by Brickhouse Brickhouse

We're does she go?

Somewhere, anywhere...

Anne ran as fast as her naked legs could carry her, through empty hallways, as she ran she heard the three girls somewhere behind her, their shoes gave them away as they thundered along the wooden floors.

Soon enough Anne picked a hallway with just too little headroom...and the owlhead clipped the doorframe, smashing to pieces "Dammit" she muttered, tossing the remains of the mask behind her, thankfully losing the extra weight helped her run faster...and at least one of the three girls had tripped up on the ruined owl mask.

She kept running, ducking around a corner to catch her breath, looking down, contemplating exactly how naked she was...groaning internally at the thought of being stuck like this all day.

What does Anne do?

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