rofl. XD
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Emily remains in the stall for a while, her voice growing hoarse from all her shouting. Eventually, a random passer-by hears her calls for help. Feeling a pang of sympathy, the old woman shuffles into the public restrooms and squints at the stall door's hinges.
"Oh dear, oh dear," she says in a quavering voice, and reaching a frail hand into her purse, removes some liquid denture cleaner. Opening the small vial, she carefully drips drops of the clean on each stall door's hinges. Relieved women all emerge and thank her as she frees them, and once the old lady gets to Emily's stall, Emily's voice is hoarse from yelling. Finding the door suddenly swinging open and a wrinkled face peering in, Emily pauses, before slipping out past her.
"Thank you," the teenager says with much relief, and after washing her hands, hurries on. After she leaves, the public bathrooms are utterly silent as the other women all exchange worried looks. After all, the air had seemingly just spoken, and the sinks and paper-towel dispenser had appeared to work on their own before the restroom's door swung open of its own accord and closed.
Is there a ghost in the city...? A few whispers begin to spread, but oblivious to them, the invisible girl heads toward the heart of the city.
--Meanwhile--
Ailios rushes around the room at the shop, frantically surveying buttons embedded in the counters. Uncertain as to what to do, he begins pushing random ones with no more than educated guesses to help him. What shall happen...?