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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1612020
A girl trick-or-treats and a town, that wants her feet!
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Chapter #3

The door opens on its own.

    by: guss2 Author IconMail Icon
Within a few seconds, the door opens swiftly and a male voice urges Kayla in.

"Get in, now!"

Not needing to be told twice, Kayla jumps into the house as her savior slams the door shut and locks it. The old bum could be heard ramming into the door on the other side, but to no avail. Kayla lays paralyzed in fear on the floor as the crazed old coot bangs heavily on the door. Her eyes avert up to the man who let her in for a brief moment, noticing he was middle aged, in a dress shirt and black pants, his hair short and thin glasses on his face.

After a moment, the pounding stops, and Kayla's heart starts beating in rhythm.

"Thank you sir," the young woman says. "I don't know what would have happened if he had caught me."

The man smiles and extends a hand to pull Kayla up. "No problem my dear," he says in a very polite, calm tone. "I don't want to imagine what would have happened if that man had caught you."

Upon standing up, Kayla was able to discern that her rescuer is much taller and fairly handsome. There was something about him that Kayla trusted, and suddenly everything seemed ok.

"Shouldn't we call the police?" Kayla asks.

To her surprise, the man shakes his head. "I'm afraid that wouldn't do much good at the moment. They are...occupied on Halloween. Besides, this man has a tendency of disappearing for awhile.

"Wait, you know this guy?!" Kayla exclaims loudly.

"Shhh girl, yes I know OF him," the man says. "He's trouble, but for now you are safe. If you would like, we call your parents to pick you up and take you home."

Kayla flashes a grateful smile. "Thank you very much...um.."

"Fred," he announces. "My name is Fred."

"Thank you Fred," Kayla says, about to walk into the living room. She hesitates as she remembers her manners. "Would you like me to take off my shoes?"

Fred's calm demeanor suddenly warps into a nervous glance. "N-n-no, please keep them on, I insist."

Though his reaction came off as strange, Kayla didn't think twice about it and walked into the living room and then the kitchen of the pleasant looking house.
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