Ophelia's POV
I don’t know what came into me, I don’t know where this energy came from, but I had just stabbed that woman with a fork I was meant to use in eating my pasta, and now I was running into long corridors as they chased behind me, pulling room doors open to another room until I finally got to one with a slightly open steel door.
“Don’t go in there, b***h!!!!”
Too late, as I slammed the door shut behind me, locking it with the key also.
My chest was beating fast as I slid to the ground, my body sweaty all over as the dizziness hit me once more. My eyes pulled shut, not bothering to check the room I had stumbled into, but I could smell the faint scent of cigarettes. Maybe just a little more deep breath, and I could jump down the window.
“You are really biting off more than you
