The Mad Frank's Dreams: Part 5 The Room
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Dizziness overtook Chue, and she sank back down onto the straw mat. She began breathing the way she had been taught: in and out, focusing on a point in the center of her belly.
The pain in her head ebbed until it was a dull ache she could ignore. “Things are never as hopeless as they seem,” she reminded herself. True, The Mad Frank’s friends had kidnapped both Maomao and her, but Mao was still alive, and their captors had placed them in the same cell. Surely those were omens of good fortune. The gods must have been smiling on her.
She climbed to her feet and checked on Mao. Lifting one eyelid, she saw that the pupil was dilated. She hoped it was due to drugs, but the gash on Mao's temple made that seem unlikely.
Next, she examined the door. It was solid, and even if she forced it open, she would only escape into hostile, unknown territory. Next came the window. Three meters in front of her was a #featureless wall. Peering up, she could see the sky deepening into darkness. Below, she could see the edge of a rubbish-strewn alley.
Examining the boards followed. They groaned and gave slightly when tested. If she used her full weight, she should be able to remove one and then use it as a lever. That would be noisy. She wondered how long it would take the guards to arrive. Probably not as long as she’d need to make her escape.
She looked back at Mao and abandoned the idea of escaping through the window. The chances of success were slim to begin with, but they vanished if she had to carry an unconscious person.
That left her with only two options: out-talking or overpowering her captors. It was in the hands of the gods, she thought.
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