"I don't think  we'll get caught," Chase said. "From what I hear, it sounds like this place is far away from any other towns and stuff; there won't be any cops around to catch us. Besides, as long as we follow traffic rules, they won't even think to pull us over. As for jail," he said, "who cares? We may as well be in jail now, and I think we should just do whatever we want for a change. I can just hurt anyone who tries to stop us, right? I guess we shouldn't do too many illegal things, but just some shouldn't be a problem."<br/><br/>Chase crawled to the wall side of his bed and layed down. It was only built for one person, but there was room for two of them if they abandoned personal space. "Anyway," he said, "if we can't find the exit in a week, just get me something heavy and sturdy; I'll bust one of the walls open. Should only take about a minute if I try hard." From what Chase could tell, the walls were made of two layers of concrete bricks with a thin line of insulating mesh in between. He knew he'd be strong enough to break through that. "I don't want to do that with just my hands 'cause it'd hurt. If we can't find anything I guess I could just use this bed frame." The beds were bolted to the floor in this place, but that could be fixed.