Taking your fate into your own hands, you start across the floor, heading for the door. You've decided you'll go out and find somebody, anybody, who can help you. Maybe Ms Marvel? You didn't overly care who, you just wanted to find someone you could feel safe with, and who better for that than a crime fighting superhuman do-gooder?
You are able to slip underneath the crack of your door, fortunately. There's no way in hell you could have made it to the doorknob. The setting sun coming in through the beautiful window across from you tells you that you were unconscious for a few hours- at least some of the heroines should be here by now. Another blessing. You turn to your right, further down the hallway, and start walking. You decide you'll slip under the first door you pass, and see if anyone is in. Hopefully your luck continues.
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