(With thanks to Goth Loli Writer for inspiring the previous chapter and this part of the story thread)
You open the closet to put on your goth attire, but are surprised to see that it isn't there. In its place is a long black leather jacket on a hangar. A pair of black panties and a bra are also hanging from the bottom part of the hangar, and the black and white striped stockings from yesterday are dangling out of the tops of a new pair of platform boots; these with staggering ten-inch-high heels.
You roll your eyes at the prospect of balancing on these things, but at least you aren't in a frilly goth getup. And at least you have underwear this time.
Once you have changed, you zip up the jacket. It only zips from your waist to your neck, so your panties are clearly visible in the upside-down V opening at the front. The hem of the jacket hangs down to your ankles, and your long thick hair stops halfway down the platform's heels. You notice the hair ties from yesterday are missing as well.
You make it your first order of business to tie back your hair. You return to the hair accessories room with the large mirrors. You have to walk slowly so that you don't fall over. The stilt-like boots are awkward and heavy. When you make it to the room, you can't turn the handle. It's been locked.
You glance up and down the hall, half expecting to see somebody. You scoff at yourself for hoping you aren't alone in this place.
Your stomach grumbles. You decide to head downstairs to find the kitchen.