Waking up in a strange place

Rosita Espinosa sat bolt upright, breathing rapidly and looking around in panic.

The last thing she remembered was their car veering off the road and crashing into a tree. But she was now lying stark naked in an unfurnished, windowless room!

The latina hugged her knees to her chest and shivered; if being nude wasn't bad enough, the powerful AC was making the room freezing! Feeling particularly chilly between her legs, Rosita was horrified to discover that all of her body hair had been removed. The brunette ran her hands over her bare skin, just to confirm that there wasn't a follicle of hair left on her body below the eyebrows.

Feeling violated, Rosita stood up, and explored her surroundings. It took her all of ten seconds. The room was lit by a single bulb, which was as naked as the girl. The room was otherwise empty, and the stone walls and floor gave no clues as to where she was. Rosita couldn't see any cameras, but that didn't mean that there weren't any embedded in the walls. Her skin crawled at the thought of strangers watching her sleeping.

While exploring a mysterious facility with no weapons and in her birthday suit wasn't very appealing, Rosita knew she couldn't just stay where she was. She needed to find her friends, and failing that, some clothes.

Padding over to the door, Rosita pulled it open, and slipped out into the dark corridor...

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Maggie Greene was bored.

She had woken up to find herself in a nondescript room, and without any of her possessions. She didn't even have any clothes!

It sickened her that someone had kidnapped her, stripped her naked and removed all of her body hair. Who were these creeps? At least they'd had the courtesy to take care of her; Maggie couldn't recall the last time she had felt this clean, and they'd also removed any scars and cuts that she's suffered.

Maggie was worried about her friends, but didn't dare venture out of her room in her current state of undress. Instead, she had decided to wait for whoever had kidnapped her to make an appearance.

But with no way to judge the time, the naked girl had no idea how long she had been waiting. With nothing to entertain her, the boredom had quickly set in, giving her no distractions from her rumbling stomach.

She exhaled, and rested her chin on her knees. How much longer were they going to keep her there?

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Michonne's bare feet slapped against the stone floor as she paced back and forth across the room.

She was in something of a quandry. On the one hand, she knew that she should probably try and find a way out before her kidnappers came back. But on the other, she was stark naked. Michonne always liked to pretend that she was a confident and badass woman; but in reality, if given the choice between facing down a hoard of walkers while fully dressed, or running around a building in her birthday suit, Michonne would choose a showdown with the undead.

She hugged herself, and fiercely rubbed her sides, but was helpless to ward off the violent shivers that had set into her body; couldn't they have at least left her with a reassuring fuzz of body hair?

Nudity aside, she was also distraught at the loss of her dreadlocks. Taking a katana off somebody, sure. But dreadlocks? What harm could they do? Her head felt very cold without them; not that they would have done much to warm her up.

Everytime Michonne took a bare footstep towards the door, her resolve broke. She didn't want to be seen like this! Whether she was more concerned about being spotted without her signature hairstyle, or without any clothing, Michonne couldn't be sure.

While she continued to try and pluck up the courage to leave her small room, the naked girl silently hoped someone would either rescue her, or arrive wearing clothes and weapons that she could steal.