Yukiko manages to struggle free of the apron and get out of the kitchen.

(chapter originally by faith on writing.com)

Yukiko had to wrestle with her apron and her willpower. Swishing her hips one way and then another, Yukiko struggled against whatever had her apron and kept spraying her with water. Many times she would wiggle into a new position only to be overcome by the now constant deluge of water aimed firmly at her naked opening. It was like she was wrestling with some particularly erotic snake. And the cameras caught it all.

At last, breathing heavily and trembling, Yukiko extricated herself from the tangled mess and ran for the door on unsteady knees.

"I'm impressed." Kanshi said with a smirk. "I didn't think she could squeeze an ass like that out of that apron. Have to stop underestimating her."

Yukiko ran into the dining room. Scared and completely embarrassed, she looked around while covering herself with her hands. Thanks to the cold water she was now trembling, the air feeling icy on her exposed skin. She almost screamed as a sharp crack of thunder from the windows flooded the room with a second's worth of blinding light. As the darkness settled back around her, Yukiko took a moment to settle her nerves. Something was obviously not right here...but was it a ghost? Or a shadow? Someone else? She needed to talk to someone. But first....

"Like I said, can't keep underestimating her." Kanshi said in exasperation as Yukiko plucked a table cloth off the nearest table and wrapped it around herself. "Oh number 108?"

Unnoticed by Yukiko a shadow left the kitchen and hid behind one of the tables.

Feeling far more confident now that she had some protection for her modesty and silently relieved no one except perhaps the dead had seen her shameful display, Yukiko walked towards the door leading to the guest bedrooms (including her room).

As she was about to move into the hallway, Yukiko heard a soft female laugh behind her that sounded both familiar and distorted (as well it should, being a tape recorded sound bite of the supposed ghost, with some cheap audio tricks added to make it seem otherwordly). Suddenly Yukiko found herself being pushed forward. At the same time, her latest bit of clothing was forcibly yanked from her grasp and practically sucked back into the dining room even as the door slammed shut with a definitive locking sound.

Her nerves already frazzled, Yukiko trembled a second before letting out a loud scream of surprise and misery at finding herself naked once more.

"We have a scream. You know the drill, people." Kanshi said.

The color drained from Yukiko's face as doors up and down the hallway opened wide and heads began to pop out. Despite her ordeal so far, getting caught entirely naked by real honest to god humans was too much for poor Yukiko.

"Noooooooooo!" She cried as she ran down the hallway, every door she passed seeming to immediately open so that yet another stranger could take in her nude shame.

Finally, she stood before the door to her own room....