Follow them

You smile to yourself as you watch the two guards, slowly escorting Jenny across the mall, and you hang a short distance behind them, following the trail of drips that the girl is leaving.

Within a few moments they reach a doorway and pass through into the security office, standing Jenny in one corner.

"So," one of the guards says, hands on hips and watching the young girl. "what were you doing in that fountain?"

"I didn't mean to," Jenny says quickly, shivering a little as she can feel the air con blowing over her wet body. "I slipped."

The other guard hasn't taken his eyes off the soaked teen and nods along. "Yeah, of course. It's absolutely not some kind of Sorority prank."

Jenny feels another shiver brush down her spine, unsure if it's the cool air, or something more sinister.