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I'm Cleaning Out My Closet
Chapter Eleven: The Walk
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Kurapica fell. Quite a long way. Seems like eternity. And then she landed, rear-first. Hard.
Ouch. Concrete floor. Concrete...? Someone's been down here...
She felt in the dark and found a wall. Following it, she wondered if whe'd ever see daylight again. Just as her hopes were diminishing, she tripped over something. A ladder.
Climbing up it, she opened the hatch at the top, and nearly fell off. It was the tile in her kitchen. The one that she'd kept tripping over. Kurapica was about to climb out, but stopped when she heard the phone ring. And someone picked it up.
Hastily shutting the trapdoor, she scrambled down the ladder and returned to groping around the walls.

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How long's it been? She ran smack into a wall. Finding a ladder like the first, Kurapica shimmied up in a hurry. Opening another door, she looked around. A little dirty, but there were voices. And light. It seemed okay, so she crawled out.
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Princess Floréa: I'm very sorry for the short chapters.
Kurapika-sama: You should be.
Princess Floréa: ...#...
Kurapika-sama: ...%...
Princess Floréa: That's it...
Floraleon: *watching Princess Floréa give Kurapika-sama a Mega Noogie* We have two more chapters to go.Y'know, thirteen? It's a so-called Halloween fling, but would you really call this horror?
Kurapika-sama: Someone have mercy on me!!!
Floraleon: *whistles I'm Cleaning out My Closet*
Kurapika-sama: Please?
Floraleon: Review if ya want Princess F to let 'im go. If ya don' wanna... review anyways.
Princess Floréa: And if ya wanna screw him, be my guest. (Though the thought clearly sickens me..)