Dream Girl: Chapter 9 - Escape

After sitting next to her for some time, Carter Hogan left again. Chloe didn't know how long he sat there. She had no knowledge of the passing time; although it seemed hour upon hour on end. Chloe opened her eyes tentatively, praying she'd find an empty room. Breathing a sigh of relief, she began to study her ankles. They were the same type of restraints used in Belle Reeve but a little worse for wear. Little by little, Chloe began pushing and pulling to see how much they would give. Every several moments, a shadow would pass in front of the door. Chloe froze all movements, straining to hear any signs of him returning to administer another death shot.

Focusing once more on the restraint she'd had the most luck with, Chloe contorted and stretched her hand, pulling and pulling until the hand slid free.

"Ahhh..." Chloe gasped as she held the hand up in front of her face to examine it. It was raw with abrasions and nasty welts from the rope burns which circled her wrists. She hissed as she shook it, the feeling flowing back into it with prickling pain. After flexing it a couple of times she quickly set to the task of undoing her other wrist. Freeing that one, Chloe sat up and worked the ones on her ankles. Soon she was free and slithered from the bed.

Chloe crouched in a corner as she listened for footsteps. Adrenaline coursed through her system, readying her body for action. Remembering the needles, Chloe crawled under the bed and stood. Choosing the most dangerous looking needle, Chloe tip toed her way across to the door.

As if on cue, the doorknob turned and the door swished open. Chloe pressed her back against the wall behind the door, holding the needle next to her chest like a dagger and waited.

"No..." A rough voice moaned as Hogan stepped into the room. Chloe waited with bated breath as he came fully into her cell. And when he did, Chloe launched herself at him with a cry of rage, stabbing the middle of his back, pushing the make-shift dagger in to its hilt. With a roar of pain, Hogan fell to the floor, Chloe falling on top of him, the needle pressing in further.

Chloe rolled off of him and jumped up, making for the door only to come crashing back down. Glancing behind her, she saw her blonde captor holding one of her ankles, baring his teeth at her in a snarl.

"Get off me!" Chloe kicked out with all her might, using a move Lois taught her; successfully breaking his nose and knocking some teeth down his throat. Carter instinctively raised his hands to his nose, releasing Chloe's foot. In seconds, she was on her bare feet and running, his yells of pain becoming fainter until she heard them no more.

When Chloe couldn't run any longer she slowed to a walk, using a concrete wall for support as she trudged on. She saw no one as she fled. She gulped for air, her heart still beating wildly. Chloe tried to formulate a plan on how to get out of here, but she didn't know where here was. Was she still in Metropolis? Kansas? She highly doubted she'd been taken from the country but how could she know.

Passing many rooms, Chloe began looking inside and trying doors. She finally found one that wasn't locked and slipped inside. Opening the cabinet in a corner she gave a squeal of delight. Chloe scampered gingerly and painfully into a pair of custodian coveralls and tugged on a pair of oversized work boots, but shoes nonetheless. More needles littered the bottom of the cabinet which Chloe stuffed in her pockets like candy along with a forgotten hammer.

Feeling no less disadvantaged, but at least armed, Chloe went back out into the still deserted hallway and started her search for her escape route.

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