She had to get out. Quickly. The more time she spent in here, the less chance she had to live. She wished they had just let her quit before all this happened. A nurse was meant to help people, but here it was just the opposite. She cringed to think of the things she had witnessed, even before shit hit the fan here.

She pulled the oversized hoodie tighter, shivering. Lila Blake was never more grateful for having such a petite, girlish figure. If these inmates could tell she was a woman.. She preferred not to imagine what would happen to her. Her face would have been a dead giveaway, so she kept on a surgical mask and a hood over her head. She was small and lithe, which made it easy to hide and be quieter than most. That was how she had survived thus far. Hiding and trying not to cry.

She just wanted to get home. Home to her cats and her fiance. Fuck. She missed him so badly.

Her eyes started to burn with tears again, but she forced them away. Willing herself to be strong. She crept down a dark hallway, clinging to a wall, going very slowly and carefully. She could've sworn she heard footsteps behind her. It was too dark to tell. Her heart felt as though it would beat out of her chest and she froze, crouching down in a dark corner. She squeezed her eyes shut, biting her lip as to not cry.

She couldn't help but whimper softly as a hand landed on her back, surprisingly gently.

"Hush. I wouldn't dream of hurting you." Came a male voice as she was pulled to her feet. She struggled against the man feebly, he was much stronger than her.

"Hey. No need for that, doll." He chided, pulling her flush against his body. Her face immediately burned, blushing darkly. She knew this was it. This patient would torture her and kill her. Maybe worse than that.

"Please. I... I just want to go home." She pleaded quietly.

"What a lovely voice you have, my dear. Much prettier than all the others." The man said in a happy tone, sighing and nuzzling her head. "You poor thing. You've worn yourself out. I think you need some rest."

Before she could react something was sprayed in her face, and she gradually lost consciousness.

"Let's get you home, my sweet."