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Chelsea peeked her head in through the door window. She saw her bandana placed on the desk right across from her. She continued to panic. She needed her bandana. Without it, she didn't feel herself. She didn't feel whole. She continued to stare at it, cupping her eyes and glancing at it in the dim room.
She tried tugging on the doorknob once again. Locked. She angrily kicked the door, now becoming frustrated. She looked around once again for a janitor, but no one was in sight with a set of keys. She groaned, frustrated, and leaned against the door to slide down on the ground.
Chelsea sat there, angry, when she heard a set of footsteps making their way around the bend. She looked up to see who was approaching her.












