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nob It was locked It was very locked

“Okay, that sucks,” Brianna said

She was desperately thirsty Even er were often extreme after she had turned on the speed She doubted she’d find any food up on this roof the size of a parking lot Maybe water, though There were massive air conditioners, each the size of a suburban ho always create condensation?

She zipped at aas she ran Brianna let herself in Found a light switch Her heart leaped when she spotted the Dunkin’

Donuts box In a flash she was there But there was nothing inside but so and a half dozen brightly colored sprinkles

Brianna licked the paper It had been so long since she’d tasted anything sweet But the result was just a sharpening of the pain in her stomach

She found what she hoped was a water pipe, white plastic She looked around for a tool and found a s a ferenches and a screwdriver In seconds she had popped the pipe and was filling her stomach with ice cold water Then she let the water pour over the burns on her skin and cried out at the agony of it

She next carried the screwdriver—it was large and heavy—to the steel door She inserted it into the gap between the handle and the fraive Not even a little

In frustration she stabbed at the door The screwdrivermore

“Great I’m trapped on the roof,” she said

Brianna knew she neededthat, she needed bandages and antibiotics

But all of that was nothing co off, the hunger was attacking her with the ferocity of a lion She had started the night hungry But then she had run perhaps twenty-five miles On a very empty stomach

It was a ridiculous situation to be in No one knew she was up here She probably couldn’t yell loud enough to make herself heard over the noise of the plant Even if she could, she probably wouldn’t want to because if Sauy who heard her would be Caine

Then she spotted the pigeon

“Oh, my God,” Brianna whispered “No”