Sneaking Out
Looking herself in an old, broken mirror, Ginny quickly hid her hair under an old hat. She glanced at the mirror again, then she nodded to herself. She looked exactly like a boy now: no one of those idiots would never recognize her. Ginny silently opened the door of the cupboard and looked in the corridor: a little boy about ten was walking towards the night watchmouse's room with a bottle of brandy- THE bottle of brandy- in his hand. Ginny smiled like a shark and sneaked behind him, getting ready to knock him down.
THUD!
The boy didn't make any noise as Ginny's fist hit him on the head. He fell unconscious on the ground. Ginny grinned.
"Good night."
She quickly brought him in the cupboard and tied him up, then she took the bottle of brandy. She opened it and poured the sleeping pills into the brandy, then she closed the bottle and shook it to dissolve the pills, without knowing that her father had done the same thing to kill his own mother when he was just three years older than her. Anyway, Ginny didn't want to kill the watchmouse... she only wanted him sleep. As the pills dissolved, she went to the watchmouse's room.
Mr.Creed, the night watchmouse, heard a knock at the door. He opened the door to see the bottle of brandy on the floor.He sighed and took it.
"Very well, my friend" he said at the bottle, walking towards the lodge "I seems like we're going to spend the night together."
Hiding in a corner, Ginny rolled her eyes.
He's talking with a bottle. I can't believe it! Not even that drunkard of Bartolomew talked with bottles!
Ginny waited for almost a hour hid in the corner, then she carefully approached to the lodge and looked inside. The night watchmouse was asleep.
Ginny silently entered in the lodge and took a bunch of keys from his poket. She was quite good as a pickpoket. Ginny knew that he hadn't the main door's key, who was exclusive property to the director, but she didn't need it. She only needed the roof's key...and the watchmouse had it.
Ginny opened the trapdoor and went on the orphanage's roof. She looked around. From there, she could see Newgate Prison in distance. Ratigan was there, spending his days waiting for his own execution. She clenched her fists.
I'm coming, daddy. I'm not going to leave you alone.
She looked down to see the Thames under her. It seemed an endless abyss.
If I fall from here, I'm not going to survive.
Well, why not? After all, her father had survived to a much worst fall. She glanced at Big Ben, then she turned her glance away.
I must do it. NOW.
She took a long rope she had taken from a cupboard and tied it to the railing, then she tied the end of it to her belt. She took a deep breath, then she overtook the railing and began to climb down of the orphanage's wall.
In distance, the Big Ben struk midnight.
Ginny sighed in relief as she touched the solid ground.
"Finally free!"
Ginny untied the rope from her belt and stepped towards the edge of the Thames. She tought for a moment, then she put off her jacket and tossed it into the wather to make them think she had fallen into the river and drowned. Actually she was an excellent swimmer, but they didn't know that.
The little girl looked towards the orphanage again. "I warned you, Mr.Crandall. No one can hold me down." she whispered to herself. Then she realized that she couldn't stay there anymore. She had to go away, and there was only one place where she could go...
Ginny smiled and walked away into the night, humming to herself:
Goodbye so soon
And isn't this a crime?
We know by now that time knows how to fly
So here's goodbye so soon
You'll find your separate way
With time so short I'll say so long
And go
So soon
Goodbye...
"Nuts? Are you still awake?" Fidget asked.
The boy simply nodded. "Yes. I'm worried."
"Worried for who?"
"Well, for the Professor, of course. And for Ginny too" he stayed silent for a moment, then "I can't stand the tought that she's closed in that place. I miss her. She's clever, courageous, witty...she's the best friend I ever had."
"Anyone I know?"
Both Nuts that Fidget turned to see a little, yellow-eyed boy staying near the door. Nust almost fainted as he recognized 'him'.
"GINNY!"
Ginny laughed and put the hat off, letting her jet black hair fall around her face. "Hi, Nuts. Hello, Fidget. Are you surprised?"
"Of course we are!" Fidget exclaimed "how did you..."
Suddenly, the door shut open. "I've heard a scream. What the hell is happenin..." Keating stopped, shocked to see the Ginny there "Ginny!"
"Uncle Patrick!"Ginny exclaimed, hugging him. Although there weren't any connection of blood between them, she had always called him 'uncle'.
Keating laughed and stroked her hair. "I would never expect to see you here! You escaped from the orphanage, didn't you?"
She nodded proudly. "I climbed down from the roof."
Keating felt his heart skip a beat."You did WHAT?"
Ginny rolled her eyes. "Ok, ok, I know it's a little dangerous, but it had been rather easy, trust me."
The Irishmouse sighed. "Well, I should have to expect that. Your father warned me to not understimate you...and he was right as always."
"My father? Have you seen him?"
"Oh, yes. I saw him the last time two days before he was caught. He's in Newgate now."
Ginny frowned. "I know it. They'll execute him the 17th of July!"
Nuts put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Ginny, Mr. Keating knows somebody who can help him. I'm sure that he'll find a way to free him!"
Ginny's eyes widened. "Is it true?"
Keating nodded. "Of course it's true. He'll come here tomorrow morning to develope plan."