Thursday, April 4th

I sit myself up and lean myself against the wall, closing my eyes, forcing myself to relax. I haven’t had access to anything I need in several days and the last thing that needs to start is my asthma. I peak out of the slats on the door verifying that everyone is asleep. I can hear Kristoph’s snore giving me a little confidence to at least get out of this cabin and into another.

I open the closet door slowly, praying that it doesn’t squeak. I crawl out with great care once it’s opened enough to let me, before I gently close it again. While I’m not foolish enough to believe that he’s completely missed the fact that I’m there, I don’t want to give him a reason to come looking for me if his sex crazed orgy gave me such luck. I crawl to the door and I’m surprised to see my boots still sitting at the door. I stand with as little sound as possible, slip my feet into the boots, and slowly ease myself out into the cold. I look around, quickly gathering my bearings and head straight into the