KYRA
Kyra tried to force the door open but there was so much noise she could make before she drew someone’s attention and got herself into more trouble than she already was in.
She tried to pick the lock too but there was no lock to pick. So she resorted to waiting patiently behind the door, laying ambush for who ever was unlucky enough to come through that door to check on her.
Of all the things on her bucket list that year, committing murder—especially against a creature she, prior to a few days ago, would laugh in the face of who ever thought was real—was not one of them. But she was willing to do whatever it took to get out of the den she found herself alive and well. The knowledge she had gathered from the past few days had given her a strange amount of courage.
She waited and wa
