Bloodsport:EmilyVSearchBathroom1

From Create Your Own Story

You point Alison to the handicapped stall and the stall beside it, choosing the two stalls closest to the entrance for yourself. In your peripheral vision, you see her watching you stoop down and check under the door to the first stall, which proves to be empty. Glancing over to her, you shake your head to let her know it was empty before you crawl over to the next stall.

Craning your head up and under the door, you notice that the stall is in fact occupied. In it is a girl, clad in black, leather and metal. She stares down at you for a second, and you open your mouth to ask if her name is Chrissie, only to be met with a heavy boot-stomp to the head. Stunned, you pull back to get up as she opens the door, reaching down to grab you by the shirt and lift you back to your feet, slamming your back into the rotated blow-dryer. She draws her hand back to punch you in the face when Alison screams. Your attacker's head snaps to the side and, realizing she's outnumbered, she takes off into the hallway.

You step away from the blow-dryer, clutching your back. "Jesus christ, what was that girl's problem?" you groan, head spinning from the kick.

"No idea, but I think that Chrissie girl is in the stall right here…" Alison responds, pushing open the door to the third stall, revealing a tiny blonde with a pixie cut. She timidly backs into the inside corner, whimpering.

"Seems like her." You sigh. "You take her to Amy, I'm going after that goddamned girl." You say, rounding the corner and exiting the bathroom just as Amy steps out of the classroom.

"Is everything okay? Did-" she starts to ask, but you cut her off.

"She's in there, and I've gotta go find someone. I'll explain later, just stay in that classroom!" you shout, turning away from her and taking off down the hall. You're at least a minute behind your attacker, but there's only one entrance to this hall, and she ran opposite of it. It's just a matter of time until you find her…

Keep low-profile and slowly work your way down the hall.

Fuck staying quiet, you want blood. Call her out.