Stay in the bathroom until the store closes
From Create Your Own Story
Status: Naked & Bored
Minutes turn to hours as you wait for the store to close. You hear the owner chat up a few customers, rummage around in the back a couple times.
Your only clue to the time is watching daylight change through the window.
Your heart stops at one point when you hear the owner try the door handle to the bathroom, but finding it locked, walks away, muttering something about "that dumb bitch".
At some point you wake up, seated on the toilet, with your head propped up against the wall. It is dark. You have a terrible crick in your neck. You massage it out as you get your bearings.
You listen, carefully for a few minutes, but only the sound of distant traffic comes through. You feel about gently for the doorknob, and unlock the door as quietly as you can.
The store is dark. Some emergency exit lights illuminate the far corners, but very little in between.
You realize how HUNGRY you are, so you cautiously make your way to where you remember catching a glimpse of the fridge as Tina rushed you in here.
You are blinded by the light in the fridge, but after your eyes adjust, you see some pizza in a box, and you help yourself to a few slices.
You are too scared to turn on any lights, in case anyone outside would get suspicious, so you fumble to the clothing racks in the dark.
It is very hard to pick out clothes in the dark. You have no clue what kind of item you have, what size it is, or even how to begin putting it on. After many failed attempts, you decide you will just grab an armful and take it back to the bathroom. You start to do it when you hear the front door open!
You hide yourself in the clothing rack, as a flashlight beam crosses the store.
"No sign of forced entry at the front", you hear someone say.
"I'm at the back" says a voice over a walkie-talkie. No sign of anything here. I think there's only one side window, I'll go check it out.
"Hello," says the voice loudly. "Coastal Security. If anyone is here please show yourself." You can see the guard begin to sweep lights onto and under all the racks of clothing, one by one. If he shines it on yours, he may see your legs under the rack.
Behind the guard, you see the open store door.
You:
