Gina's POV
"Run, Kayla!" Keet urges me.
Most of the patient-prisoners now seem to have given interest in the current events. They cheer and hoot and whistle, some yell things of motivation, while others produce all kinds of weird sounds I can't even tell apart.
I look around trying to find any kind of weapon, ignoring Keet.
"Go while you still can!" he continues.
"Stop it!" I finally address him. "I'm not leaving you. Besides," I look around, "it's too late already."
All exits are blocked.
But those trying to breach from the other side of the wall are far scarier than that robot outside.
I rush to one of the windows and knock on it. "Thick plexiglass," I conclude with relief.
I lean onto the glass to inspect the area. There really seems to only be one robot out there. I wonder ho
