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“You can touch us?”

I can’t turn around, but I can feel the nod.

My mouth fell open.

Shit.

The light flickers.

The arm around my waist disappears.

I’m free and I move away.

The lights flickers again and it comes back on and I’m alone.

Whirling around, I look back at my reflection in the mirrors as I glance at the glass to see how the hell he just pulled that magic trick.

“Raven!!” I hear being yelled at me.

Facing the end of the hallway, Willow appears there, looking disheveled as ever.

I race towards her, my heart beating fast as I make it to her.

“Where the hell have you been?” she asks as soon as I reach her.

“Getting fucking chased!” I say, as I rest my hands on my knees to catch my breath.

Her curly hair was a mess.

Her clothes were wrinkled, and I think there was some grass or something all over her.

She looked terrified but also…..pleased?

“Yeah, same.” she says back.

Same?

So, this was how it was.

The actors could chase and touch.

Got it.

“Did the waiver say any of this?”

I had to be sure.

If it was a breaking rule problem or if it was a me problem for not reading the waiver.

She looks down at me and searches my eyes.

“Raven, did you not read it?”

I look back at her, before slowly shaking my head no.

Her mouth drops open.

“Oh my god, you must’ve been scared shitless.”