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Belle Pov:
I was awakened by a knock and a voice whispering, "Hello?" I didn't really recognize the voice, but it was feminine.
"What?" I asked. The doorknob jostled as if she was trying to open it. As I already knew, it was locked.
"Can you open the door?" The voice asked. I rolled my eyes. If I could open the door, then believe me, I would most certainly not still be there.
"No. It's locked." I added a silent duh to the end of my sentence. The voice was silent for a moment before I heard footsteps walking away. Apparently I wasn't important enough to say goodbye to. Whatever. I was still stuck in this room. I sat back down on the edge of the bed, I needed a plan to get out of here. As I studied the door, I noticed a control panel. It was beige and very neatly blended in with the wall, but the bump was there.
I stood up and crossed to it. I started to run my fingers over it, I almost immediately felt a switch, and, upon pressing it, the panel popped up to reveal a key pad. Interesting. It would be very useful if only I knew the code.
Wally Pov:
I stood at the corner of the wall, watching Artemis converse with the door. I didn't know what in the world she was up to, but I didn't see how it could possibly be good. This is Artemis we're talking about. Looking annoyed, she quickly turned on her heel and walked off.
"Watch'ya up to?" I called out casually. She jumped at the sound of my voice, before spinning around to see me. I did my best to keep from smiling and to appear as innocent as possible, as if I hadn't seen her talking to whomever was in the room, which, I was thinking to be Belle.
"Wally, I, I didn't see you there." She said, sounding rattled. I smiled.
"Artemis, what exactly are we planning?" I asked. She sighed.
"I'm just finding some answers. Nothing to worry about." She stated calmly.
"Can I help?" I asked. She shot me an icy stare.
"Absolutely not. Just go away." She said with all the warmth of a battle ax.
"Alrighty then, I guess I should try to be a good citizen and report anyone I know to be breaking the rules. Don't you agree, Artemis?" I shot her a toothy smile as I feigned innocence. She stared back at me, trying to decide if I would actually tell on her. I wouldn't. I loved breaking the rules just as much as anybody, and not reporting her was the best way to buy her silence the next time I needed it. After a minute or so, her shoulders slumped.
"Fine," She gave in. "But you have to stay out of my way."
Belle Pov:
I had absolutely no idea what the code could be. I didn't know Batman, or his birthday/anniversary/ any other important dates, and I had absolutely no idea what his lucky number was. With no information about him, I couldn't fathom what he might use as a code. I would need to rewire the board if I wanted out. The only problem was, I didn't know how to rewire a circuit board.
I stepped a way and studied it from a distance. Perhaps, I thought, if I just take a look I can figure out what to do. I took a step forward, and ran my fingers around the edges, it was close to the wall, and I couldn't pry it off. At least, not with my fingers. I needed a tool, so I surveyed the room.
There wasn't much in it. The only things that weren't large pieces of furniture, was my tray of spaghetti(which was now cold) and the lamp. I didn't see how I could use cold spaghetti, and in order to use the lamp, I would probably have to take it apart, which I didn't feel like doing. But, there seemed to be no other option.
I took the few steps between me and the bedside table and crouched down to unplug the lamp, as I stood back up, I noticed something. A fork, laying in my spaghetti. A real metal fork, with thin tines. Suddenly, I didn't need the lamp anymore. I had a different plan.