SABINE'S POINT OF VIEW
My belly rumbled in hunger as I lay on the bed; it had been some time since I had my bath, and nobody had come in to give me food. Finally, having had enough, I decided to try picking the lock of the door like I had watched in several movies; who knew my obsession with watching movies where the female lead gets kidnapped would work well for me? I tried not to think about it; it hit too close to home.
I pulled the pin from my head. I had it stashed in my pocket the day I was brought here, and finally, it would come in handy. For some reason, I tried opening the door just in case someone forgot to lock me in my glided cage; to my utmost surprise, it opened with a click.
I left the room in slow and unhurried steps and made my way down the hall. I had no idea where I
