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Vera's jaw dropped as the nut vendor began chasing her. Who was this creep!? She picked up her pace and ducked into the women's bathroom. It was at the tail end of the bathroom rush, so the line didn't extend outside the bathroom anymore, but the stalls inside were all full with one other woman waiting her turn semi-patiently. 

She had three to five minutes before she was alone and everyone got distracted by the upcoming match, she figured. That wasn't as much time as she liked to process what the hell was going on. Her head was still spinning for... some reason. It took her a moment before what happened came back to her. A nut vendor had told her to go with him... and for a moment she had considered it. That was concerning.

A woman finished her business and made her way out, letting the woman who had been waiting take her turn.

Vera had to assume she'd been the victim of some form of suggestion. Fortunately not an overpowering one or who knew what would have happened. She could have been kidnapped.

Kidnapped? She groaned. She only knew of one person who had a hard-on for kidnapping right now. She quickly pulled out her phone, flipping through her contacts, seeing if anyone on it was in a position to help her. The answer was no. Andras and Wolf were tied up with the tournament and... no... no she was absolutely not contacting Seth. Why was he still in her phone?!

She shook her head, swallowing hard as another woman made her way out of the bathroom, like grains of sand falling through an hourglass.

OK, she was on her own then. Time to hedge her bets. She furiously tapped at her phone before stuffing it into her shirt. She then discreetly pulled out her pepper-spray wand, and waited for the next few women to head out. Safety in numbers, right? As the next person exited the bathroom, she followed closely behind.

Not that witnesses had helped last time, but a packed stadium was a lot different from a mildly busy street... she hoped.