The disc activates

Gwen looked towards the left and spotted a fire escape a few meters away. Excellent, she thought, I can run out of here quickly. However before she could think about how to time her escape, a small, green light began blinking on the disc on Gwen’s head. All of the people present turned to look at the cello case. Oh God, she thought, remembering that alien’s words about attracting the attention of other humans. She considered her options. She could stay in the case until they looked away but judging by how everyone was looking at the case that didn’t seem likely. Or she could burst out the case and make a run for it. Gwen knew that the latter was her only real option, as much as she hated it. But that alien did say that the disc would fall off if she experienced embarrassment enough. She would have to be seen at some point.

Taking a deep breath, Gwen opened the case door wide open and plopped our onto the floor, her body glistening in sweat. She then frantically got up and sprinted over to the fire exit. She ignored the wolf whistles and shocked gasps as she reached the door and pressed down on the bar. However the bar refused to budge, the latch was stuck, Gwen desperately pushed down with all her might but it didn’t move an inch. Clearly they never had a fire at this place. Gwen looked behind her as she saw the many eyes and many phones pointed at her, all of whom had been streaming and photographing her struggle to open the door.

Realising she hadn’t covered up during her run, Gwen quickly cupped a boob with one hand, her arm covering the other, while her other hand went to her privates. She looked nervously around the room, the only exit she could pinpoint was the main entrance, and that was behind all of the tables, where all the guests were seated. When the camera flash of the wedding photographer snapped her out of her thoughts, she panicked and sprinted towards the entrance.

When Gwen reached the tables she had to squeeze through a gap Inbetween two people on chairs. She had to move the hand covering her pussy up to her chest as she went through, the wooden chairs on her buttocks reminding her more of her embarrassment. Once she was through she turned her body and broke into a sprint again only to get tripped up on some lady’s handbag, Gwen fell right into the table in front of her. Not wanting to break her pace she continued to sprint, however the table cloth had now enveloped her body, all that could be seen of her were her bare legs and feet. With her hands raised underneath the sheet she looked like a ghost straight out of Scooby doo.

Gwen was keenly unaware of this however, as the cloth covered her head completely. Although she had no idea where she was going, she continued to sprint onwards into the hotel lobby. The tablecloth snagged onto a nearby trolley and whipped off Gwen in an instant, just as she barrelled into a pile of luggage. Gwen got up slightly dazed as she became aware once more that everyone in the lobby was staring at her. And not only that but the wedding guests had stepped out the dance hall to follow her as well.

Gwen shrieked, covering her body yet again and was about to run to the exit when she saw two security guards blocking her access. Fearing what they would do if they caught her, she turned and ran away.