>>18576691>>18576731As Raquel and Trinity started digging, a bystander joined the stage. Slimefren, now an expert on the ins and outs of the WWA HQ, paraded by the underground corridor. Slimefren stopped to observe the scene. Three women were locked in front of him. Each was in a cell, and each cell had a door, and in each door was a hole. And it so happened, that those holes had the shape of an item he picked some days ago from the top office.
Slimefren, making good use of his memory, moved his fluids around, and extracted from his insides a golden key. Which he raised in a triumphant motion as he stood in the corridor several feet away from the cells. The shine of the key captured the attention of the captives and stopped their squabbles.
