Nina
For hours after I threw up my medicine, all I could hear were the sounds of Edward beating Enzo in the room next door. I wished that I could just go in there and stop him, but I knew it would be a futile effort; I had to be smart about this if I really was going to get Enzo and I out of this place.
While Edward was next door, I planned out my escape. I had noticed him once, when I first came here, put a slip of paper in his pocket after using the keypad on my door. I had forgotten about it because of the medicine, but I could see it clearly in my mind now that I was sober again. Edward must have changed the codes on the doors whenever he brought in a new “patient”, so he kept the codes in his pocket in case he forgot. If I could get the codes out of his pocket, I could sneak out aga
