Mad dash to...

I could hear footsteps approaching where I was, and they were wearing shoes, so ditching them wouldn't be as simple as running across hot concrete or something. This was becoming the stickiest situation I'd ever been in and I don't mind telling you, it looked like the end. I swore when I met whoever Weasel had with him, I was gonna smack her (I was too out of it to be chivalrous).

Now I could hear them trying to be sneaky just outside the door. There was no hiding places inside the office. Damn the coach's sense of aesthetics! Is a chair or something too much to ask for? Well, no sense worrying about it. I had a nasty present to deal with. And a plan I really didn't want to execute, but which I had no choice but to. Funny how it always works out like that, isn't it? The less you want to carry out a plan, the fewer alternatives you've got.

When the first hair came around the corner (which was blonde, if you were interested), I jumped out into the doorway, made some sound and ran past everyone in the shock. Amazingly, I got through the crowd, but the door was still locked. So, I got a running start at it, jumped up and slammed both feet into it right above the handle. It didn't open and from the feel of the impact, I knew why. It wasn't just locked, it was braced. Meaning, someone either knew I was in here and wanted to trap me (who!?) or someone was trying to kill all the girls by forcing them into cannibalism. Since I'd be the first to be attacked and eaten, neither was ok with me. I was in the middle of trying to figure out what do about the brace when the girls started moving again. There was nowhere to go and they found me standing in front of the door, trapped and fully aware of it. Four of them came closer, and they didn't look too happy with me. Luckily for the sake of this narration, each girl had different hair, so I'll call them by that. I'll call them Blonde, Brunette, Red and Tails, for the one with pigtails, because 'Pig' didn't fit her at all. Red spoke first.

"Well, well, look who we found! A pervert. Any last requests?"

Then Blonde. "Last request? Fuck that, kill him where he stands."

Now Tails. "What, you thought you'd lock us all in here and when we found you, we'd all fuck you? Is that it?"

And Brunette. "Looks like we've caught a porn enthusiast. I like risque entertainment, too. In fact, we're just about to make a snuff film. Guess who our star is."