Someone else dressed rather extravagantly (in comparison to the rest, who dressed a little more plainly) sauntered into the room, dragging away Pip's attention from the window. Something wicked radiated from the tall girl, something that didn't sit quite right with her. Hands fumbled for her notebook and quickly scrawled an observation.<span style="font-style: italic">I have never seen this person before. Who is she? Her eyes are dark and something about them unsettles me. I wonder who she is. </span><br/><br/>Though it would be considered rude by most, Pip continued to stare at the girl with a blank expression for some time before another crash outside ripped Pip's attention away again, this time so much so that she felt the urge to go outside and look for herself. Her eyes scanned the room warily. Nurses would surely stop her, demanding to know where she intended to go. She would not be allowed to escort herself; it had become a bit of a problem after an incident occurred between two patients. The details weren't important. It only meant that she would need an escort to go anywhere, though for this an escort would be useless. The area the sound eminated from was blocked off by partially rusted and bent wire fencing, indicating that it was very much off limits to the patients.<span style="font-style: italic">I would have to sneak away,</span>Pip thought. But not now. At some point she would be expected to go outside, enjoy the fresh air and calming qualities of the natural environment. If she was careful enough, she could sneak away then without much notice.<br/><br/>Flitting her eyes between the pages of her notebook and the surrounding people in the room, Pip began to plan her sneaking away, shading over the page until it was a black rectangle so that none of the nurses would be able to discern her mischief, should they choose to unrightfully pry.