Doing as she says, I slink into the camera’s blind spot and sneak out the door.
I have no idea where the cameras are, but I have to believe they’re currently unmanned, which is why Ingrid was able to sneak into my room undetected. Keeping my back pressed to the wall, I scale down the corridor, hoping my directions aren’t off, and I’m going the right way.
Remembering the hideous artwork that resembles green vomit, I turn left and hold my breath when I’m faced with the wooden door. After I quickly ensure I’m not being followed, I slip the key into the lock and sigh in relief when it clicks open.
Without a minute to lose, I quietly close the door behind, which turns on the dim lighting and illuminates my path down to the basement. With my heart in my throat, I quickly descend the stairs, e
