In the doorway stands Jane, you stare at her as she steps in, her pink sneaker slamming the ground. He legs ran up to her small skirt, under which you know very well a pull-up hides. She takes another step, the vibration shaking through you. She combs the ground, you don't understand why, but she might be your only hope, so you step into the open, her eyes quickly lock onto you and she steps forward, her sneaker now only an inch from you, she reaches down and carefully picks you up, she brings you up to her young face, she smiles. "well well well, if it's not a little bug!" You realize what she is doing, shes looking for bugs. You struggle and yell but she doesn't seem to care, "Weird bug! you deserve special treatment!" You cringe, knowing what she is now capable of. She walks into her room and sits down with you in her grip.
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