Mishaps and Wolves (OLD VERSION)

Chapter 11 - Escaping Is A Woman's Game

Chapter 11 - Escaping Is A Woman's Game

Marissa stared at the door. It stared back blankly at her.

It was simple enough. She could turn the brass knob, open the brown wooden door and walk out into a huge lurking mass of shifter that would black her way and give her a glare that made her turn right back around angry and ticked off. But the second the door shut behind her each and every time, so far she'd counted seven times, she would just spin right back around and stare at that door.

Just like she was doing right now.

Her stomach growled and she put a hand over it as she stood from the end of the bed and began pacing around the room. Her insides were twisting about in hunger but they could wait till later. Randy and her escaping safely was more important at the moment. She paced all the way to the window and looked out of it.

Naturally the first thing she'd done when Roman had first shut the door on her was run to the window. It had been stiff, probably from the winter gales that were rushing down the mountain that had landed her in this stupid heap of crap, but she'd managed to jimmy it open and not split a stitch on her arm. That alone made her feel incredibly proud.

When she looked out the window, a spew of curses littered the air. Jumping out of a window on the ground floor was one thing. One or two floors up and she would survive it with a whole lot of pain, but probably not enough to kill her. But the ridiculous drop from the sixth or seventh floor was not something she was willing to risk.

She was brave, not stupid.

She shut the window and paced back across the room, and her stomach went off again. "Damn it!" She'd refused to eat the food - there just simply wasn't anything appetizing about cereal bars - and she was too worried about what they were doing to Randy. He'd looked fine, but they could have threatened him with her life. She had to find him.

Letting her resolve wash over her, she was marching to the toward the door again to barge right past the guard when her stomach gurgled really loudly. She leaned forward and put pressure on it trying to shut it up and mentally counting all the possibilities that could have made her stomach ache this badly.

She knew it was the blood loss from earlier that had caused her stomach to use up all the energy she had. It was logical. But the one thing that popped into her head was the most ingenious thing any woman could think of.

She rushed forward to the door and opened it, hand over her stomach and shoulder hunched over tightly, "I need to get out of here."

"I'm sorry miss but-" he began.

"Look there is no time. I need help from another female, if you're catching my hint!" she hissed at him as her stomach clenched at that moment.

"But Alpha Roman-"

"If I don't get some help right now, are you going to be the one to explain why I pass out from even more blood loss?" She all but screeched at him. Watching his face, she tried not to sputter out her laughter at the look of confusion on his face which lead to complete horror.

"Um...er...stay right here." He ran down the corridor faster than she would have thought an awkward man could in the face a woman and her time of the month.

Sighing at how he'd even fallen for her trick - especially since he would have smelt any blood that was about to fall at any moment - she just shook her head.

She closed the door carefully and made her way silently down the corridor she'd seen him run down. The walls of the corridors were all a dark blue shade and the doors the same wood, with the same brass handles and not a single difference between any of them.

Eventually, after a few left and right turns, she found a staircase and began heading down. The floors below hers were exactly the same as the one above. As she jogged, she also noticed that all the floors seemed to be free of any people too.

Curiouser and curiouser. What rabbit hole have I fallen down? she thought to herself.

She kept going down the stairs. When she looked over the banister that seemed to go on further than Alice's little escape tunnel to Wonderland, she found that there were only three more floors left till she hit the ground floor and her ticket out.

Sighing in relief, she turned to go down one more floor when she heard yelling from below her. When she heard heavy steps on the staircase below, she turned to run back up the stairs and hide somewhere they would miss her. When footsteps sounded above her, she panicked.

She let go of the banister and ran down the corridor to her right, thinking that so close to the ground, there had to be an emergency exit in a building this huge.

She had to turn three corridors before she finally found a metal door at the end of one of the corridors. With it's neon green sign lit above it like a halo, she let out a thankful sigh as she ran towards it.

"When I get out of here, I am so going to the gym," she panted as she reached the end of the corridor. As she ran by the final door, a light lit up the corridor.

She pushed herself, knowing that they were probably about to catch her. About to push down on the leaver to get out of the door, a pair of arms grabbed onto her waist and yanked her back against something solid and through one of the doorways.