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Chapter 3 by Roseidurian Roseidurian

What's next?

Things get strange

It was too hot. That was all Robin could think.

She groaned, slumping back onto her bed, and after a second kicking the sheets off so she lay atop the mattress. Sure, it was July, she expected the sun to be out, but it was still far too hot. She didn't know what it was, just something that made her long for something other than the stuffiness of her room.

Glancing over, making sure her door was shut, Robin quickly pulled her top off over her head, breathless. Ok, that was definitely easier, it cooled things down a little more. It soon became apparent that it wasn't enough. Groaning, Robin shuffled her way out of her pants, and her underwear not long after, laying on top of her bed in the nude, sweating from the heat.

Why was it so hot?!

Seriously, this couldn't be just her imagination, but she hadn't seen anyone else singling out today, as bad as it felt.

It had been a few weeks since all that utter insanity with the kids had blown over. Maybe that should have made her worry, she knew how many absurd things were actually real, but a voice at the back of her head made her disregard all that.

It was nothing. It was probably nothing. It wasn't like there was any kind of supernatural creature dedicated to making her naked, and besides, she didn't have the urge to eat strange chemicals so that was probably a plus.

Robin groaned, awkwardly getting up, then realising her curtains were open hastily pushing herself against the wall. She sidestepped awkwardly, reaching out with a bare arm to open her window and get more airflow, doing her best to keep her boobs out of view of the street outside.

It was just so hot.

Hadn't those strange kids mentioned something about a creature that didn't like the heat? Plus apparently eating chemicals wasn't the first thing it had tried, so it could always be doing something different...

Don't worry about that. Don't think about it. Robin rubbed her eyes, not sure where the thought had come from.

It did strike her, after everything that happened, if any of that mind... thing was still around, it probably would want to lay low without an open gate to make it stronger. Find a place to hide and stay comfortable, cool, not cooped up in a stuffy, boiling hot room covered in layer after layer...

Ugh, where were those thoughts coming from?

Robin jerked upright at the sound of a knock on the front door. Ok, her parents would answer, but she tended to get more visitors than them, which meant she really didn't want to meet them lounging around naked.

She reached for her top, and felt faint at just her fingers brushing it, sweltering. Too hot, it was far too hot for clothes.

How was no one else reacting to this?!

And before she had much longer to process that, the door to her room opened.

Who is it?

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