Two days later
I woke up feeling dizzy and lightheaded but I was surprised to see I was not tied up I patted myself down to be sure no there was definitely no ropes or ties of any sort I almost shouted with joy until I heard his voice "I wouldn't be looking so happy if I where you the doors and windows are locked, we have hidden cameras watching your every move and we could drug you at any time without you noticing" I sank into the pillows and cried.
I'm not sure when he left but when I looked up he was gone. I gave one last sniffle and decided I had better get up. I climbed out of the bed and placed my feet on the cold floor then crossed the room to the wardrobe. When I opened the wardrobe I wasn't surprised to find that everything was white - every-thing in the room was white and the place was like a hospital - so with a sigh I pulled out a white pair of jeans, a pair of plimsoles and a tee-shirt, all mysteriously my size. I put them on and in a moment of desperation tried to open the door but as I knew all along it was locked. I was so frustrated that I kicked the bed and ran my hands through my hair trying to think of a solution when my hand got caught in a hair grip and I got this crazy idea that I might be able to pick the lock in the window so slowly I walked over to the window concealing the hair grip in my hand. As I pretended to study the scenery - which was nothing but a bunch of hills and fields giving me know idea whatsoever to where I was but all I knew was that I had to get out of here. I looked down and suddenly there was a click and the lock popped up and when I tried the window slid up. I fought to keep my face calm as I slid open the window and hopped out.
Surveillance room.
He had watched her as she cried and as she discreetly picked the lock on the window, what he really wanted to do was see how far she got without getting caught but because he had responsibilities he called Alex over. "Alex she's escaped out window 57 I need you to bring her to me it's time she knows."