You run!

Seeing your friend jolts you back to reality: You’re lying in the bushes with your hand down your pants, you can not let her see you like this.

“I got sick!” You say as you scramble away and to your feet behind a tree. The tiny little chains barely make a sound as they are pinned inside your underwear, but to you it sounds like they are clanging like town bells. “Don’t come any closer!”

“Jaz?” Samia ignored your pleas and kept on coming. “Let me help you.”

Even if she could help you, you’d never be able to look her in the face again if she saw you like this. So you run. You push your way through the bushes and take off in the opposite direction, away from Samia and the rest of your friends and towards an area of the part that is more heavily wooded and concealed. The branches of the trees scratch at you and threaten to rip your clothes, but you do your best to shove them out of your way with your free hand.

“Jaz! Jaz!” Samia calls but does not chase you. Running is quite difficult with your hand shoved down the front of your pants and it’s slowing you down. But after a few minutes, you think you’ve left them behind, sparing you the short-term humiliation.

But there’s still the bigger issue. You crouch down to open your pants and take a peek, dreading what you’ll find…

There is a gold ring attached to your clitoris, as invasive as the one clamped to your nipples and equally secure. You don’t tug on it, for obvious reasons. As you touch it to understand what it is, it seems to make your entire body shiver with even gentle handling. The chain connected to it runs only a few inches to a ring around your middle finger, but try as you might that ring refuses to budge. It is doubly frustrating as your hands are dainty and small, with nothing preventing it from sliding right off except whatever hellish power put it there in the first place.

You try to close up your pants and rest your hand on your waistband as casually as you can muster. You slip the middle finger inside the pants to hide the ring and take stock of yourself. It’s an awkward look, and of course you can’t pull your hand out of your pants without giving the game away. But at least you can walk around enough to get a cab and make it back to the hotel. Shamefully, you realize that half the reason you want to get back there is to finish what you started in the bushes, but that is a problem for later and in private.

But then you look around and realize you tore off from your friends and left behind your purse with your phone and wallet in it. You frantically check your pockets and find nothing. No cash, nothing. Going back to get your purse would just make things worse, you have to hope that Samia saw it and grabbed it. But that still leaves you with the problem of getting to the hotel. Movement catches your eye as the breeze moves through the trees, and you see a small piece of garbage drift through the bushes and get stuck against your leg. You grab it to ball it up and throw it away, but realize just as you do that it’s an unused fare card for the subway system. The very subway system you were trying to avoid since your first encounter. Did… the demon send you this ticket? Is it a trap? You think you could navigate the streets back to your hotel, but the cab ride taking you to the park told you it would be a significant walk. Let alone what might happen along the way. Or if you got lost.

Can you risk the subway again? Do you go on foot?