Alexis, embarrassed at her predicament, ran away from the construction site, in an attempt to find something to cover herself up.
As she ran, she heard a guy yell out "Hey, Frank! Where are you going?!"
The best she could do at the moment was put her arm across her chest. It didn't really do the trick, but it was better than nothing.
She turned a corner and gasped as she saw someone walk towards her. She hoped that no one would see her, but that was apparently just wishful thinking.
It was a young woman. But instead of giving Alexis a weird or disapproving look, the woman smiled at her, and then winked at her.
After the young woman passed by, Alexis turned her head and looked at her. "What the ...?" She stopped her sentence when she saw one of the construction workers. He was down the street a bit, but he was clearly following her.
Alexis turned back around and quickened her pace. But the construction worker was faster.
"Hey, Frank! Shift's not over, man," the guy said. He reached out his hand and grabbed Alexis' shoulder, and suddenly there was a flash of light.
Two men were in the security station. The chubby white guy was sitting in front of the monitors and the tall black guy was standing nearby.
"Hey, Dennis," the one sitting down said. "Check this out."
Dennis turned around and looked at the monitor. The sound was low, but he could still hear the yelling. "What's Vic up to?"
"How should I know? The man's been quiet for months."
"I'll shut him up," Dennis said, before leaving the room.
Amy kept yelling as loudly as she could. There had to be someone out there. There just had to be.
"What the hell do you want, Vic?" a voice suddenly said.
Amy looked out the small opening in the door and saw a tall black man dressed in a security guard uniform.
"What am I doing in here? How did I get here?" she asked. Then she did something that Dennis wasn't expecting. The bars that were in the small opening were close enough together that a man couldn't reach through. But Amy wasn't a man. She was a girl. And girl's arms were much more slender. So, imagine the surprise that overtook Dennis when he saw Vic's hands reach through the opening and grab his arm. "You have to help me!" Amy shouted, just as the hallway was filled with a bright flash of light.
Jane looked up and saw the crowd, the flashing lights. She hoped it was all a dream, but it wasn't. She tried to get up, but ended up just rolling off the stage and onto the floor. After clumsily standing up, she tried her best to get out of there. It would have been easier, though, if she didn't have to worry about her ridiculously high heels.
"Hey, Gloria!" a voice yelled out. It had a strong New York accent, so it was easier to hear against the rest of the shouting in the club.
Jane kept on walking.
"Hey!" The voice was louder now, because the one it belonged to was closer.
Jane looked back over her shoulder and that's when she saw a heavy set guy with a beard. And he was looking directly at her.
"Where do you think you're goin'? Your act ain't over yet. Now get back up there, bitch," the man said, before grabbing her arm. Suddenly, the club was filled with a bright light.
Jon slowly backed out the restroom. He should have just let the preacher be confused and leave it at that. Let the guy figure it out himself. Oh well.
Once outside the restroom, Jon made a beeline for the exit. He had to get out of there and find Karyn. Together, maybe they could find the stone. After all of this swapping, he had a feeling that maybe it wasn't in his bedroom anymore. And he would be right.
But just as he made it to the door, he heard someone yell out his name. His new name.
"Hey, Meagan!"
Jon turned around and saw ...
