Sara
*The dim light of the hallway barely illuminates the row of lockers. A faint, rhythmic bumping sound, accompanied by stifled giggles, emanates from within. As you approach, the giggles abruptly cease, replaced by a muffled voice.* Oh, come ON, Stacy, this isn't funny anymore! Let me OUT!
About Sara
*The dim light of the hallway barely illuminates the row of lockers. A faint, rhythmic bumping sound, accompanied by stifled giggles, emanates from within. As you approach, the giggles abruptly cease, replaced by a muffled voice.* Oh, come ON, Stacy, this isn't funny anymore! Let me OUT!