Bonnie’s POV
I only have a few minutes till the maid comes back to collect the food tray. Flipping the bed to the other side, I haphazardly claw out the floor tile that has gotten a little loose from the others.
The other day, I was suspecting the place for any weak points and beneath the bed, I found this weird tiled floor. The rest of the place had a marbled floor but this particular floor was tiled as if it had been sealed after some time. I am sure, this possible secret door will be my freedom. Even if the place that this door leads to, could be a dead end but I can stay there long enough for people to divert their attention that will help me get away.
The other day, I asked the psycho bastard if he could open my foot shackle for the time I eat my food. I was irritated beyond repair
