I crossed Cult Leader off as a potential ally almost instantly. She's been here way too long. She's been brainwashed for over thirty years. That's something that can't be undone without years of intense therapy. And even then sometimes the damage can not be undone. I'm not going to be like her. I'm not staying here. I'm not spending the rest of my life here. It's just not happening. I need to keep my eyes open for an escape plan. No matter what it takes I'm getting out of this place as undamaged as possible…

After Cult Leader was done Damon got up and motioned for me to follow her upstairs. I had nothing else to do. So I followed bringing my empty cup so I could throw it at her if I needed to. I followed her upstairs and back into the room I woke up in. I stood in the doorway. I wasn't terrified but I didn't want to be alone with her. She started talking in a soothing voice, “The house is pretty straightforward. My mother's room is downstairs, Lucas's room is at the end of the hall, and my room is right across from yours. I'll sleep there for now.” I didn't comment on the for now part. I took note of the layout of everyone's rooms. I was going to need to know where everyone is when I run.

I needed to gain any trust I could quickly so I can run when their guard is down. But it would be too suspicious if I did a complete 180. My goal is to get one of them to trust me enough to go hiking in the woods with me. So I could find a path out and become familiar with the woods. Then when it gets warmer I'm going to run like hell. Damon sat down on the bed and patted the space next to her, “Want to sit down? I'm not going to do anything.” I might as well start now. Still clutching that cup I sat down next to her and tried to seem as relaxed as possible. She seemed pleasantly surprised I took her up on her offer. “You're settling in faster than I thought you would.” Yup. Just settling in, I'm not gonna trick you and then laugh about it from my couch at home.