Casandra's POV
The warehouse I saw before honestly can't be this tall unless they kept me in the attic of the warehouse. The bricks under me are thin and tiny. And if care is not taken, I might likely fall. Something I do not plan on doing anytime soon. I extend my claws and cling tightly to the wall. I keep walking carefully until I reach the stand where the air conditioner is kept.
I stand on it properly, also watching my weight and I stare down again. It is still high but this time I mark places where I will be able to catch my breath. There is a window below me. It is nearer to the ground and from there I can jump. I mark the spot of the window in my head and I start climbing down.
I make sure that my extended claws do not make a noise on the wall so somebody does not hear and sta
