Checking Upstairs

Tammy decided her first priority was to get dressed, or even find a towel. Even though nobody else was home, she didn’t feel comfortable streaking downstairs to get the key. What if her parents came home for something? She might not have time to run upstairs to safety, and be seen hanging out around the house in the nude. She’d be so embarrassed, even the thought made her cringe.

Tammy first walked down the hall, and tried her brother’s door. Only to find it was locked as well. She was beginning to notice a scary pattern here. Next she tried the sheets closet, finding nothing in there but the old vacuum cleaner.

Tammy, beginning to get nervous, almost already knowing what awaited her, tried her sister’s door. It was locked too! She sat on the floor, and slammed her fist against the door in frustration. Why were all the doors locked, where were the sheets, the towels, or anything resembling cover for that matter? A slow look downstairs told her she may not have a choice to grab some cover before going downstairs.