Where the chase begins

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Sophia's P.O.V.
I lay awake in my bed, unable to sleep. Mrs. Johnson didn't take my blanket out of the dryer. I hear a door open and close. Sitting up, I hear footsteps in the hall. After they fade away, I get out of bed and walk to my door. In the hall, I found that it was empty. I left my room and went downstairs. I was going to get my blanket. The cold wood floor creaked under my feet.

The door to the laundry room was closed. I slowly opened it and walked in. Opening the dryer, I hear breathing behind me. A hand clamps over my mouth.

Harper's P.O.V.
I heard someone in the hall. Slowly, I follow the footsteps to the basement. Outside the laundry room where they stopped, I wait for them to go inside. I hear soft whimpers. I rush in to see Sophia, with a mans hand covering her mouth. Her hands tied behind her back.
"Sophia!" I run forward. Someone's arms wrap around my body as well. I open my mouth to scream. A hand covers my mouth too.
"Let's get out of here." The one holding Sophia said. I could tell he was a man by the sound of his voice.
"With both of them?" The woman holding me said. The man shakes his fat head.
"Just her." He says nodding toward Sophia. I struggle against the ladies grip. The man picks up Sophia and walks down the hall to the window.
"Tell anyone and you'll get it." She whispers through clenched teeth. I shudder. She lets go of me and runs after the man and Sophia. I run upstairs to my room where I watch their car drive off with Sophia and cry myself to sleep.

Jens P.O.V.
The alarms go off. I wake up and notice my cell mate, Emma was gone.
"Oh no." I muttered. I looked at the clock and found that it was only 3:28 am.
"Jennifer! Follow me." An officer said. He opened my cell door and I followed him to the cafeteria. I stood by Pat and he looked at me worriedly.

"As you all probably know, we had a breakout." One officer says. "Just remain calm and DO NOT follow them. Their names were Emma and Dave. Who's cellmates were theirs?" Pat and I raise our hands.

"You two are new cellmates." He announces and let's us all leave. I follow Pat to his cell. Inside, we hug and talk quietly.
"We need to get out of here! I miss Harper." I cry. Pat nods.
"We'll leave tomorrow." He says.
"How?" I ask. He explains his plan. We tweak some things and then try and sleep.

Harper's P.O.V.
I woke up suddenly. I needed to get out of here. I needed mom and dad. I knew that they were in Georgia. I needed to go there. I grab a bag and stuff some stuff in it. I crab enough clothes, food and that kind of stuff. I sling it over my shoulder and go out the front door. It's dawn outside. The sky is a deep orange.

Walking down the street, I suddenly remember that I don't know how to get to Georgia. I turn around and start walking to the library. When I get there, I go to a computer. It's now 7:00.

Map from Orlando Florida to... Then I remember that I don't know what jail to go to. I delete what I had written and type this instead:

Pat and Jen Brown jail. I scan the text and find this.
Pat and Jen Brown were sentenced to jail for the murder of a young girl. They have been sent to jail in Georgia. The jail they are in is in Atlanta.

Atlanta. I re typed what I had first. I go to images and printed off a map. I walk out of the library. Sophia. I saw the people's car go this direction. I start walking again and get ready to face what ever lays before me.

New chapter! Yay! I hope you enjoyed! And I hope you had a good Thanksgiving.

Q- What your favorite food that you ate was.

A- Mine was mashed potatoes! I love mashed potatoes!

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