Poppy’s P.O.V
I sat in silence for what felt like hours, my hand resting leisurely behind my back in order to hide the string I had stolen from the light fixture. I had altered my position so that no one would notice the weapon behind my back. I bit my lip, listening intently for any sound of movement from the upstairs, just as I was about to give up, I heard it. The small thump of shoes moving across the wooden boards on top of me. My breathed hitched in my throat as I listened intensely.
Closer.
Closer.
A loud clacking sound came from the only entrance of the room, a noise that mimicked the unlocking of a door. I bit my lip, staring intently at the large wooden door, awaiting the entrance for whoever was about to come through.
The door opened, releasing a loud groan as it began shif
