(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)
_No! No! No no no! _was all that went through Chihiro's mind as she heard footsteps approach her hiding place. If it weren't for the lock on the stall door, Chihiro had little doubt that she'd already be staring into the eyes of whoever else was in the bathroom, while they stared at everything but her eyes.
First, the door jostled slightly as whoever was on the other side attempted to open it. Then Chihiro had to stifle a yelp as there was a light knock on the stall door!
"Uh, anyone in there?" came one voice.
Chihiro simply sat there in silence, hoping against hope that whoever it was would go away.
"We, uh, found a towel on the floor? Is it yours?" another voice said. As Chihiro continued to sit in silence, far too scared to speak up, the voice spoke again. "I'm telling you, man, it's nothing. Some janitor probably dropped it in here."
"If you're so sure, then I guess we should just take this to the janitor's closet. Hopefully you're right and we aren't leaving anyone stranded." the first voice said, his second sentence clearly directed at the person he assumed was hiding in the locked stall.
Chihiro was torn. On the one hand, if she didn't speak up, they'd leave with her towel and she'd be stranded! Then again, if she did speak up, it would be fairly clear that she wasn't a guy. Chihiro's voice was decidedly feminine, and she didn't think she could disguise her voice well enough to pass herself off as even an effeminate guy. Either way, Chihiro had to make a decision now, as she could hear footsteps quickly heading out of the bathroom. Steeling herself, Chihiro decided to-
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