Rain disappeared after group again today. Itās become kind of expected now. Iām still curious about where she goes but Iāve stopped asking. No one else knows or cares and I figure sheāll tell me if and when she wants me to know. Maybe she just goes back to her room. I can understand that. After group, I really donāt feel like being around people anymore either. Or, maybe she is secretly digging a tunnel out of this place. Or, maybe she is sneaking out in order to rob banks. Or sheās doing one of the guards or orderlies to get the good drugs. Oh! I could make a really good story out of this! I think thatās what Iāll do today.
As soon as group therapy was over, Rain disappeared. She clung to the shadows and avoided every security cameras. Se knewĀ the layout so well that she could have done it in her sleep. In fact, she had, many times. This time, she was awake and she knew what she had to do.
This was it. The very last time she would have to do this. This would set her up for life. All she had to do was get out of the facility, get into the bank unseen, grab as much cash as she could, get out of the bank without setting off any alarms, stash the cash, and get back into the facility before anyone noticed she was gone. Piece of cake.
She snuck past the sleeping guard with ease and found the car her partner had left for her. The first leg went off without a hitch. She droveĀ about two blocks away from the facility and changed from the blue scrubs they made her wear into a much more comfortableĀ black catsuit. She took her time making sure that there wasnāt a single hair coming out from the bald capĀ she put on and the pulled on a pair of leather gloves over a latex pair. Then she pulled down a ski mask over the nylon over her bald cap.
Rain silently slipped from roof to roof until she was poised over the airconditioning vent that would lead her to the prize. She shimmied her way above the vault and meticulously carved a square out of the vent with a blow torch. Hoping that her hacker contact had done their job, Rain lowered a rope into the vault. Soon after, a suitcase hit the floor and then she touched down.
The security cameras were dead so Rain quickly got to work. She unladed bags from the suitcase and beganĀ filling them. When all of her bags and even the suitcase were filled, she tied them to the rope before climbing up it. She quickly lifted the money into the ceiling before replacing the metal square and tacking it down.
Back on the roof, Rain heard the familiar whir of a chopper. She hurried to the designated pick up spot and waited. When the bird was directly above her, Rain tied the bags to the ladder that was dropped.
As the helicopter disappeared into the distance, Rain remover her gloves, ski mask, nylon, bald cap, and shoes. She fished a pair of heels from the stairwell as she descended. She stepped out onto the street and looked up. She marked that there was no way to see her garbage can fire from down here.
She walked cooly to her getaway car and drove back to the facility. She changed back into her scrubs before sneaking back into the facility.
The guard was awake this time but she had planned for this. Rain slipped the crisp hundred dollar bill from her bra and handed it to him as she passed. She quietly slipped into her bed and slept easy knowing she would never have to worry about anything ever again. Rain knew she would never get caught. Any evidence against her had been burned. Plus, she had the perfect alibi. No one could get out of this facility. Well, no one but Rain.
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