Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20190926004439/@comment-36855838-20190927125429

"Hold up, I'm underage! You can't do that!"

A voice responds.

"Actually, we're a legitimate government agency, so yes, we can."

"It's literally our job."

"Now open the door before we knock it off the hinges!"

"Wait!"

I pull out my phone.

"Let me look you up first, if you're legit, you should pop up right away, yeah?!"

I've typed in the name of their supposed organization, and they give no reply, so I hit enter and run for the hall closet.

Just as I close the door, the front door flies off it's hinges with a deafening bang.

I look at the screen, it's all news reports.

Times: Elusive group of five rich heiresses masquerade as government agents, currently at large.

Tribune: Five Women surely guilty, victims rationalize their statutory abuse.

I check the articles, looking for identifying photographs, but I only find grainy images.

The closet bursts open, and before me stands the Dark Elf.

"Well, hello."

I hold out a wide-cone can of pepperspray.

"Hi."