Penny looked up at him, keeping her body language calm. She had to think of a way to escape. A window, or maybe something in the bathroom could get her out of here. Suddenly, she felt the bindings being cut and she was hoisted over Kevin's shoulder. "H-hey!" she squeaked, grabbing onto the back of his shirt in the panic. It was embarrassing being carried like a sack over this guy's shoulder.<br/><br/>When she was dropped off in the bathroom, she instantly started looking around for things to use. There was a bar of soap on the sink and a bottle of shampoo in the shower, but other than that, she couldn't find anything else easily accessible. She exhaled sadly, stripping her clothes and getting in. It looked fairly straightforward, and she turned the handle to have a spray of icy water splash onto her back. "Gah!" she instantly started turning the handle to even out the temperature.<br/><br/>It felt kinda nice to wash up after staying on a dirty couch all night long. She scrubbed her scalp, continuing to think of what she could do. Her mind raced as she grabbed a towel and dried off. Wrapping it around her, her throat tightened in anticipation. Bottle of shampoo in hand, she called out "Ok, I'm done"<br/><br/>As soon as the door opened, she squeezed the bottle, spraying it at him, hoping some would get into his eyes, and she bolted. Her heart raced with her as she hurried down the steps to the door. The towel went flying, but Penny didn't care. She was getting out one way or another. The high school kid swore when she shoved past him and slammed into the locked door. "Come on!" she hissed, grabbing onto the handle and pulling on it. It wasn't opening. Why wasn't it opening??