She pretends to be a mannequin to fool her chasers.

Having just only barely exited the theater alive, and with a lustful mob chasing after in that moment, Ann quickly decided to look around after her surroundings in search of the best place to hide from them.

"C'mon, C'mon..., there's gotta be something here....", muttered Ann nervously to herself, as she hastily seached for a place to hide, only to find nothing, but the open street ahead, another crowd of people to her left, and a bunch of unused theater props laying around at the right of the entrance.

"Look, i think she went there!", said one of her chasers, as Ann could heard his and the voices of dozens more coming closer and closer by each second she was standing there.

"hgghhhh..., i hope this works to...", groaned Ann as she then decided to do the best thing she could come up in that moment, and so, she then went to the pile theater props to the right.

Once there, Ann took a deep breath, before collapsing unto the pile head down, but mantaining her limbs as rigid as possible, for her plan was to pretend to be none other than a mannequin, to fool her chasers into overlooking her within the larger pile of props.

"Where did she go ?!", yelled a male admirer with his phone in hand, as he and the others erupted from the doors of the theater exit, and began walking around the theater surroundings in search of their object of admiration.

As this was happening, Ann did her best to stay as still as she could in order to make the plan work, hoping that it would be enough to escape from them. But still, a simple wrong movement, or even a unlikely timed bodily fuction could put her plan into jeorpady, so it was really a lucky toss coin for Ann if her little gambit would work or not.