<strong>Eloise Monot</strong><br/><br/>Everything had gone so fast. Their escape had been so sudden that Eloise already found herself inside the boat when she had the time to talk it over. Desperation had just been about to set in when Macauley had arrived with Ophelia. The officers and the handful of men had wasted no time with launching their inflatable craft, and so they found themselves making a risky escape.<br/><br/>Before Macauley’s arrival, Eloise had been following Mari’s example by gathering whatever garments she could find in the cabinets and closets. It didn’t matter if they were oversized or not. Eventually she had a duffel full of oversized shirts,  pants, a couple of belts, two wind-breakers and a pair of boots. She wasn’t sure how much of it would fit, but she could always try to adjust the fit a little. It was better than fleeing with just the clothes on her back.<br/><br/>Now on the boat, she accepted one of the blankets Harden was passing around to the girls. She used one to cover Ophelia, who was in another state after her capture and rape in the mechanical room. She wrapped Ophelia in the blanket and put her arms around her friend, shushing her and caressing her hair. She followed Joseph’s suggestion of laying down, so to catch less of the wind. The sea was fairly calm, but in their scarce attire, they would have been cold were it not for the blankets. The men took charge of the oars and after following the trail of the submarine for a while she saw that they changed course. To where, she had no idea…<br/>