Chapter 72 - Hidden Monsters

• Fiona
• I push the glass up, sliding it as quietly as I can while looking at the bedroom door from over my shoulder. If I’m caught, my work from the last twenty minutes will be for nothing. Like in the movies, I tied two bedsheets together, hoping they’ll help me bridge the gap between my window and the ground.
• It’s not very far, but still, jumping down from the second floor without any help would hurt, and I’d rather not be hurt more than I already am. Getting injured means becoming trapped.