<strong>Throckbotttle ~ to the dance studio</strong><br/><br/>Throckbottle’s eyes narrowed and he reached out to grab for Madison‘s collar.<br/><br/>“We will return from our tour of the facility ‘to the studio‘,” He hissed.<br/><br/>“Turn around and step lively, you” He told Madison.<br/><br/>They had just past the dance department archway. Five more doors. All he had to do was get these two past five more doors and into the studio. How very simple. They were almost back and he could start breathing without the inhaler.<br/>