Chapter 109 Run, baby.
She almost didn’t believe it when she heard the lock click. It took several tries at different keys before it finally worked. Doris threw on another sweater before she carefully creaked open the door and peeked into the hallways. She wasn’t sure how it had gotten so dark in such a short time, perhaps Jospeh took all of the light with him.
She quickly pushed his kind face away from her mind. Kindness counted for nothing when she wanted to survive-she learned that the hard way. Lessons are always learned the hard way and she had gone through more than a few of her own.
Slowly, Doris creaked the door open and slipped out through the small crack. She clicked the door shut and locked it behind her as if she hadn’t left the room at all. It would only fool them til morning, then they would be after her. Hopefully she would find the camp long before that happened.
It could have been hours or mere minutes until the sun came out, she didn’t know but she was certain of one thing. She had to hurry before anyone else came knocking. Joseph had been the only one to check on her since she’d been here besides Mr. Hugh. But, she already had an appointment with him so she didn’t expect him to wonder about her until evening. That gave her enough of a chance to try and get as far as possible from here as she could.
Doris kept her steps light as she followed the same path Joseph had led her down less than an hour before. She skimmed the walls and peered around each comer to make sure the guards were still fast asleep before she hurried by. She had no idea if Joseph was off for the night after he left her or if he was doing a round of the grounds since no one else was up to do she. She just knew she had to be extra careful.
Her feet felt as if they were gliding on air as she rushed to the door that led outside. Not one sound thumped against the ground as if she weighed nothing. Though, her heart was the loudest thing inside her. It could have even woke the dead.
When she reached out to open the door, she banged against it. The sound was so loud, she had to hold her breath and listen for any trace of steps hurrying her way to throw her back where she came from. She counted silently in her head and stayed still as ice. When she reached thirty, she moved to open the door but it was locked.
Doris pulled out the keys and tried every single one of them until one finally fit in the hole and allowed her to tum it. The cold breeze the chilled her face was almost a relief. She glanced back once before she hurried out into the snow that still held their footsteps.
It was dead silent. Like there was no life for miles and miles no matter where she headed. Doris didn’t know what direction to head in, she didn’t know which one would lead her to where William was but she had to try. All she knew was that she had to make it through the trees but she was dead if she didn’t get a horse first.
Doris scaled the walls and peered over the edge of the corner. Two guards were in deep conversation with their backs to her near the stables where William had stolen the horses. Doris quickly pulled back and hid herself from their view again. Her breath grew louder to her ears. She tried to calm the sound but it only made her feel as if she’d gotten louder the more she tried.
This was ridiculous—how was she going to get out of this one without a horse? She’d be walking all night now and would arrive to them with missing toes from the frozen air.
Doris glanced at the trees and saw an opening between the darkness. She kept her steps light as she hurried towards it. It was much colder than she thought it was. When she came out with Joseph, she felt hot as if she couldn’t feel any trace of the cold air but now it was like she was coated in her own layer of ice. It was what she deserved for using his kindness for her own benefit.
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