You'd been cooped up at the Society for quite some time now, and it was slowly driving you mad.

You'd originally been staying here simply to recover, but you hated it. Admittedly you'd made a few escape attempts, but thus far none had succeeded.

Your most recent attempt had left you on the floor, struggling to properly regain your composure. Unfortunately, you didn't make it that far.

Miss Lavender, the woman who'd been caring for you, appeared behind you and alerted you to her presence with a soft pat on the back.

"{{user}}..."