Thoughts in a room

Still stunned by what's written on her foot, Cassie doesn't really notice how Vicky has left the room and the fat man is spreading the ink on her thigh.

Only the whirring of the tattoo machine brings Cassie back.

The fat man hands her the machine and says, "I want you to do it yourself!
Write (fucked by Dave)," he says menacingly and starts to get dressed.

Cassie picks up the machine. She puts it on. Alone, afraid of the consequences that await her, what if she doesn't, she actually writes the required words painfully under her own skin.

"Without a single backtalk! You are such a depraved, horny whore! We're going to have a lot more fun!" Says the fat man and leaves the room, satisfied.

A single tear rolls down Cassie's cheek.

Then she looks around.

Only now does she realize that she is alone.

She goes to the corner where she took off her sweater, but... it's gone...

She hears a knock on the window.

"I borrowed your sweater, but Chelsea will be here in a minute to bring you your dress."
Then Vicky comes into the room with the camera to Cassie and stops in the doorway.

"So as soon as she finds out where you are and as soon as she has time. You could just wait here. Or you can explore the school naked. In any case, I'll tell her where you are when I see Chelsea! Bye." Vicky says and leaves, not without changing the room's sign to [Clear].

Cassie just crouches there on the floor for a moment.

Then she thinks about whether she should really leave the room like this, but then in the worst case she would show herself naked to even more people and even more would think she was a pervert.

So she decides to wait here in the room.
After all, Chelsea should come to her soon with her dress.

So she switches on the right light and waits in the room for a while.

She thinks again about how it all came about...

If she had simply given Chelsea her cell phone without trying to get it back, none of this would have happened.

She would still have her clothes, she wouldn't have had sex with so many guys, especially strangers, so many wouldn't think she was a pervert! Not her classmates, not her teachers, but especially not her stepmother.

She looks down at her body.

She wouldn't have these piercings and tattoos either...

Disgusted with herself, she switches the light off again so that she doesn't have to see herself...

She crouches down on the floor again.

But again she sinks into her thoughts.

She absolutely has to get her dress back so that Magrid will believe that she is not a pervert and so that she has the chance to end it all. Maybe she can change schools with Magrid's help or they can even move to another town if she tells Magrid about all this and she believes her.

Then she wouldn't have to go on such an embarrassing bus ride like this morning...

There's no way she's getting on that bus again!

Then she remembers her bike. It must still be lying on the side of the road somewhere after those guys took it.

She's definitely going to walk later and get her bike to ride home.

And she'll tell Chelsea in no uncertain terms that she's out! She's going to get her dress back and get her life back!

With this plan in mind, Cassie has renewed courage.

Until the door to her room is opened.

The light blinds Cassie, but she gets up and stands to confront Chelsea.