...oddly the music which had been growing steadily louder decreased slightly when he touched her. But she wasn't exactly of a mind to notice that, busy as she was attempting to get away from him. Stumbling slightly, to the sound of metal scraping against metal, she manages to achieve about two or three inches between their bodies. She's pressed up against something soft, now, and she turns to trace a hand over... what feels like the lapel of a coat. Further up... a hanger, and a metal bar high overhead.]
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[That was not the wall!
...oddly the music which had been growing steadily louder decreased slightly when he touched her. But she wasn't exactly of a mind to notice that, busy as she was attempting to get away from him. Stumbling slightly, to the sound of metal scraping against metal, she manages to achieve about two or three inches between their bodies. She's pressed up against something soft, now, and she turns to trace a hand over... what feels like the lapel of a coat. Further up... a hanger, and a metal bar high overhead.]
...I think we're in a closet.