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Chapter 3 by wicker wicker

What's next?

Staying Late

Senior English teacher Marissa Beasman was having problems. The plumbing at her apartment was out, so she decided to linger behind at school and shower in the locker room after everyone had left. She pretended to grade papers in her class room until she was confident she was alone and even the custodian had gone home.

She went to shower, but when she got out, she saw her clothes and the towels were missing. The only thing left were her shower flip flops. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she muttered. "Hello? This is not funny!" but she heard nothing.

She crept to the locker room door and peeked out. She saw no one. Just an empty, dark gym. She ran across the gym then down the hall to her classroom to get her phone, but her purse was gone too. She peeked out of her classroom into the hall.

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The lights were left on for security, and she forgot the hallways all had cameras now. She knew she was not alone, and she had no idea how to deal with this situation.

what does she do next?

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