So… hi. It's Miranda. I'm back.
I woke up lying on my side, with the sun beating down on me. Both my wrists were still fastened in front of me. I kept both my eyes closed, trying to figure out where I was.
My cheek pressed into something bumpy. Nearby, someone walked around. But I was no longer on the truck.
I opened one eye, the one closest to the ground.
I recognized it as the roof of Stark Tower. Dr. Selvig, nearby, was setting up the portal.
This would be difficult to get out of. But with Hawkeye and the others gone, it seemed more possible than before. I started making a plan and hoped Dr. Selvig would have to leave or turn his back for just one short minute. That would, hopefully, be all I needed to get out of the handcuffs.
My mind was clearer now. And I remembered, before going on my walk with Ivy, putting in earrings. My third favorite pair, the TARDISes. One earring seemed to be missing, but the other TARDIS still brushed against my cheek.
Dr. Selvig turned away, setting something up. I reached up and carefully pulled the earring out, then started to work away at the lock.
I knew how to pick locks. Ivy taught me. It wasn't easy to pick the handcuffs, trust me. I would have to suddenly stop and pretend to still be asleep, then wait until he turned away again to keep working. Eventually, I got the lock undone, but still couldn't make a break for it. I wasn't sure how fast Dr. Selvig was and I didn't want to risk revealing anything. Not yet.
On the other hand, I wanted to get out of here as fast as possible. I didn't particularly want to stick around for the invasion of New York.
I decided to take a chance as soon as he turned his back.
My heart started pounding. Maybe this was a bad idea… maybe he'd turn around the next time and then turn back the second I started running.
I didn't have my glasses, either. Would I be able to see where I was going?
Commit, I ordered myself.
He turned around.
I jumped up and ran as quietly as possible toward the other side of the roof. There had to be a way down from here.
Dr. Selvig spun around. "Hey, get back here!"
Why on Earth anyone would say that always felt a little pointless to me, because who in my situation would actually listen?
I kept running and practically fell onto a small stairway, going down. There was a door at the end.
To my great surprise, the door swung open. I stepped inside. It shut behind me.
I walked forward, into Stark Tower.
What now? He would eventually find a way to come after me.
Get to the ground floor and get out seemed the best idea.