"Okay, stop feeling sorry for yourself. You got the night, or at least some hours, and you're awake. You're fucking awake this time. Start searching the room for something, anything you can use."

She had no idea where to begin so she just dug into the nearest box. Most of them didn't hold much stuff and she was fast through a bunch of them. It wasn't until she came across a box of tools that her face lightened up. She took a screwdriver and immetiately looked at the grid to the ventilation system.

"It's worth a shot."

She hurried over to the wall and dropped to her knees in front of the grid. She started working, putting all her strength into it.

"Stupid, rusty, old screws," she muttered as sweat started running down her forehead.

It took some time but as soon as the first screw was out of the wall, it felt like she got a whole new bunch of energy and she went to work on the next one. Around 30 minutes later all four screws were out.

"Ha! Good thing my dad's a plummer and has taught me a thing or two."

She removed the grid and looked inside. Cobwebs and filth all over but she couldn't worry about that. This could be a way to freedom and she had to try it. Take the chance and see where it would lead her while she still had the chance. She hurried back to the box with tools, remembering she saw a little flashlight in it. She smiled widely as she turned in on and saw that it worked.

She dropped the screws down in the box. No point in leaving them on the floor to give away where she had gone to. She knew they would figure it out and probably very fast too but in a game like this, every minute, every freaking second counted.

She went back to the ventilation system and shone the light in. It was small but big enough for her to crawl through it and even turn around in there if needed so there was no point in not trying it. Besides, she didn't wanna stay behind and just wait to see what they would have in store for her next day.

"Alright, spiders, please be nice to me. I really don't like you and I know you don't like me but please let me pass without scaring me or attacking me."

She crawled in and turned around. She grabbed the grid and pulled it in place. She couldn't screw it back in place but for now it could hold on its own and it would still buy a few extra seconds without giving away where she had went. She turned around again and started crawling forward with the flashlight in one hand and the screwdriver in her back pocket.

She passed a lot of grids and shone her light into every room. They looked like the one she came from. Storage rooms. Old boxes, cabinets, desks and chairs. Nothing worth taking a closer look at. What she was really looking for was a room with a window.

She had no idea how long she spent in there but she knew a great amount of time had passed. She came to a place where she could go in different directions. She chose to follow the road leading upwards as hard as it might be. She knew it would lead to the roof and maybe there would be a fire escape up there.

After some time she finally tumbled out on the roof and looked around. She could take in the entire size of the warehouse and the ground around it. She ran around, looking for a set of stairs or anything useful, her eyes following the fence that was all around the property.

"No fucking way out! You gotta be kidding me! I climbed all the way up here for nothing. I'm a fool. I'm a fucking fool. Yeah, I'm totally gonna die now. Might as well just jump of the roof and end it myself. Oh girl, get a grip, will you? Stop feeling pity and keep moving. Get back in there and keep moving."

She crawled back in and followed the narrow way down. It was easier now that it was going downwards. She found herself back at the spot where she could go several ways and she decided to keep moving ahead where she hadn't been yet.

Their voices suddenly reached her. She immetiately shut off the flashlight and placed a hand over her mouth, scared they might hear her breathing. She couldn't make out what they were saying but she could hear them, that was for sure. She slowly crawled forward, gaining closer to their voices, starting to make out the words.

"I still can't believe she made it out. I never thought anyone would be smart enough to figure it out," Dean said.
"Yeah, well, next time she won't have a key so it'll just be a fun game of hide and seek," Seth said.
"How much longer are we gonna give her?" Roman asked.
"Two hours? Or should we cut it down to just one?" Dean asked.
"I don't know. When exactly would you like to rip her apart, Seth?" Roman chuckled.
"One hour. Bitch doesn't deserve longer than that," Seth said.

She had quietly made it all the way to the grid into the room the voices were coming from. She peeked in, only her forehead and eyes visible while everything else stayed hidden. She could see them in there but even better, she could see a window in the room. She had to get in there. This was her way out.

"One hour, he said. You can stay still for that long. Just stay awake and listen."

"Poor thing doesn't even know I gave her a major hint," Dean chuckled.

"Wait, what? What hint?"

"I almost smacked you in the head when I heard you say that," Roman chuckled back.
"She'll never figure it out. She's too scared," Dean said.

She crawled a couple of steps backwards again and quietly laid down on her back. She kept her eyes open, just staring up into the darkness, while she listened to what they were saying in there. It was the longest hour of her life.

"Alright, let's go catch ourselves a kitty," Roman suddenly said.
She raised her head a bit.
"Little girl, little girl, here come the big bad wolves," Dean sang.
She swallowed.
"Bitch is going down!" Seth sneered.

She heard a door open and close and then there was silence.

"Are they gone?"

She rolled over on her stomach and pulled herself forward to peek through the grid again. The room was empty. She took a deep breath as she positioned herself sitting with her back against the wall and her feet against the grid. She could only hope they were far enough away not to hear the noise and yet not close enough to know she wasn't in the room anymore.

"Okay, grid, please work with me."

She started kicking both her feet into the grid as hard as she could, silently cursing the screws for being on the other side.

"Just fucking let go!" She growled at the grid as she kept kicking.

Seven kicks in and it suddenly flew into the room, leaving the hole wide open.

"Oh my god, it worked! Celebrate later. Get moving."

She crawled into the room and at the same time she heard Dean's voice sound through the entire ventilation system.

"Are you in there, little girl? You know we're gonna find you!"
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" She muttered.
"I'm coming in there to get you!" He shouted.

Dean turned around to face Seth and Roman.

"She's either in there still or up on the roof. Worst case she has gotten down from the roof and is somewhere outside but she can't get away," he said.
"So we'll split up. Dean, you take the roof while Roman and I check outside. Lock this door again just in case she's still in there and chooses to backtrack. If we don't find her, I'll climb in there myself to get her," Seth said.

She ran to the window and it opened without any problems. If she hadn't been so scared and in a hurry, she would have let out a giggle and a victory dance but right now she just needed to get out. She climbed out of the window and ran towards the gate again.

"What was it he said? He'd given me a major hint. What the fuck did he mean?"

She ran to the baseball bat that had been left on the ground from the day before and picked it up. If she couldn't get out, at least she would go down swinging. She looked at the box with the numbers.

"Wait a minute..."

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" Dean's mockingly voice sounded.

She turned around and watched him standing on the roof, grinning down at her. He was alone. This could only mean Seth and Roman were on their way outside. Her heart was pumping fast and suddenly it hit her.

"18 girls, 3 of us, 1 of you. Do the math, he said. Did he really just give me the fucking code? I wouldn't put it pass him to try and taunt me like that."

She turned around, her hand shaking as she tried pressing in the numbers.
1-8-3-1
The gate started opening.

"Holy shit!" She burst out.

"Don't you fucking dare!" Dean shouted in a rage as he saw the door open.

She turned around to see him run towards the drainpipe.

"Now why didn't I think of that when I was up there? Stop thinking that. Get the fuck out!"

She turned around the second he reached it. She knew he would be down in a matter of seconds and she wasn't gonna wait around to welcome him back in her arms. She looked down at the box, looked through the gate to see a similar box on the other side, and then back at the original box.

"Worth a fucking shot!"

She lifted the bat and destroyed the box with two blows and then took off running without turning around. She ran to the box on the other side of the fence and hit the button marked with the word "CLOSE".

Dean came sprinting towards her as the gate closed. He didn't make it in time. She grinned at him as he stood there with a look of fury. Seth and Roman came running towards him at the same time.

"How the fuck did she get out there?" Roman asked.
"Clever girl but not clever enough. This ain't over. Roman, go switch off the electricity and we'll fucking climb this gate. You hear that, little girl? We're coming for you!" Dean shouted.
"We're out for blood and we can smell your fear," Seth growled and bared his teeth.

She didn't question that and she didn't want to wait around to find out if it was true. She just turned on her heel and started running as fast as she could, as far away from them as she could, running while she still had a chance.

She stopped as she reached a creek. Her lungs were on fire and she bent over to catch her breath. She looked at the bridge going over the creek. This would be the direct route away but also the route where she would be most visible and that they probably would expect her to follow.

"Follow the stream. It always ends out in a bigger place."

She left the bridge in front of her, turned left and started running alongside the creek. She just hoped they would be big enough idiots to cross the bridge and continue on the path that way.

"No way! No fucking way! You have got to be kidding me!"

She could have broken down in tears as she stopped in front of the big rocks. She leaned in on them and looked down. A fucking waterfall and a way too high drop for anyone to survive that. She only had two choices now. Run back the way she came, and she really didn't wanna do that, or cross the creek and try her luck through the forest.

"Cross the fucking creek, girl!"

"Bitch, please. Like you were ever gonna get away from us," Seth's voice sounded.

She turned her head to see him come walking. He was alone. The look in her eyes gave her away and he laughed.

"You left a footprint in the mud, giving away you ran this way," he said.

"Nice going, bimbo. You made a classic mistake."

"I'm gonna give you one chance to come to me on your own and I might not do everything that I've planned to do to you," he said with a menacing smile on his face.

She wasn't about to give him what he wanted or even answer him.

"Seth?" Roman shouted.
Seth turned his head to look over his shoulder.
"Yeah, she's here!" He shouted back.

As soon as he turned his head back, he realized he had made a mistake. The baseball bat connected with his shoulder and he tumbled down on his knees in shock and pain, his hand immetiately grabbing his shoulder. She swung it again over his fingers and she could swear she heard bones breaking. He screamed in pain and she kicked him straight in the face, sending him down on his back with blood oozing from his nose.

"Seth!" Roman shouted.
"Fuck!" She muttered.

The big man came running full speed. She lifted her arms to swing again but he was so fast that she didn't have a chance. He was behind her within seconds, grabbing her around the waist with one arm while the other took the bat from her and threw it on the ground.

Seth rolled over on his side, his good hand holding on to his bloody face while he growled something about killing her. She kept fighting and Roman just laughed in her ear while he held on to her.

"The screwdriver. You still got that, girl."

She reached behind her to get it out of her back pocket. At the same time Dean came walking towards her, a smirk on his face, eyes full of hatred. He stopped and looked down at Seth that was still lying on the ground.

"You okay there, Seth?" He asked.
"Bitch broke my fucking nose and fingers," Seth growled from the ground.
"You'll heal. She won't," Dean said and looked back at her.

She didn't realize she had stopped fighting and was standing still until he started walking towards her again. She almost forgot to breathe, scared as she was, as he made his way towards her.

"What am I gonna do with you, little girl? You come in here and won't play ball like the other girls. You mess with us, and as impressive as it has been so far, it's also pretty damn annoying," he said.

She waited till he was close enough. His eyes pierced their way into hers as he confidently stepped within her reach, thinking that Roman had her under control. She kept his gaze locked as her foot went up into his crotch as hard as she could kick. He let out the weirdest sound as he stumbled to the ground with his hands firmly planted in his crotch. Before Roman could do anything, she lifted her hand with the screwdriver just enough to stab him in the thigh with it. He too was howling in pain and immetiately let go off her to pull out the screwdriver.

She didn't stop to think or check how they were doing. She knew Dean would be the most dangerous one right now with the little damage he had taken compared to the others so she kicked him full force in the face like she had done to Seth and just started running back the way she had come before any of them could get up and follow.

"Kitty! You're gonna fucking pay for this! You can run but you can't hide!" She heard Roman screaming after her.

She didn't feel the need to yell anything back. She just kept running till she reached the bridge, crossed it and ran down the path, leaving the three men in a bloody mess behind.

"Am I the final girl? I'm the final girl! I gotta be the final girl! Girl, you know this isn't over. Just keep running, get as far away as you can. Run, run, run and never look back."