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Operation Ada: Part II - The Basement (1 of 4)
🕑 Added 2021-11-09 22:01:01 +0000 UTCAda rubbed at her temple. It felt like months ago that she had heard the voice of that woman. She said her name was Annette. I'm part of some operation? I'm some sort of operative?
Ada looked down at herself. She was dressed in a satin, form fitting, and scandalously short sleeveless red dress. The only thing keeping her from crouching down and wrapping her arms protectively around her exposed legs was they were mercifully dressed in a pair of smoky black pantyhose. Though she had a feeling that crouching down is all it would take to expose the control tops of her nylons just barely covered by her too taxed hem. The thought made her cheeks flush with scandal. What sort of operative dresses like this? She lifted her feet up and down listening to the clack of her heels.
If I'm on some sort of mission... trying to find this G-Virus? Wouldn't it be easier to do in something more practical than a fickle pair of L'eggs pantyhose? Still, Ada was mildly grateful for their modest support as she examined her surroundings.
"Some sort of basement?" she murmured to herself peering into the gloom. Mildewy stone walls surrounded her, and the chill air coaxed an involuntary shudder in the exposed skin of her slender arms. Memories of the Mansion haunted her mind. I barely made it out of there, she thought. Those... things. Creeping, crawling, moaning at me from all directions. If it weren't for a few very lucky shots fired from my trusty Matilda, and some frenzied, frantic, full tilt flight (no thanks to these heels!) I might have... Ada cringed before she could finish the thought. It doesn't matter. I made it to the door.
And that led me to the stairwell, here, down into the Basement. Is this where I will find the G-Virus? For Annette? Ada rubbed at her temple, scrunching up her face. Why do I feel like I'm missing something?
A scratching wet rattling sound pricked at her ears, originating from the darkness. Matilda was up defensively as a reflex.
"Hello? Is... is... someone there? I-i-i-identify yourself!" Ada's voice attempted command but she could hear the timid break in her tone. She cringed from her lack of confidence. Maybe if it weren't for this ridiculous outfit!
The ghoulish dragging sound intensified followed by labored breathing. No time to worry about my outfit now! Thought Ada, with a soft click; the sound of Matilda's safety being released.
