<div class="floatleft">(http://www.youknowyoulovefashion.com/storage/gossipgirl/season4/0404/0404blair2.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Alice Beaumont</strong><br/><strong>Age:</strong>35<br/><strong>Crime:</strong>Stabbing her husband 47 times<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In jail, trying to sleep.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone incarcerated<br/><hr/><br/>Way too jittery to sleep, Alice none the less tried. To lose herself in the oblivion of slumber would be all kinds of wonderful, but it just wouldn't happen. She needed her pills, and was in a world of hurt without them.  It was only the presence of her cell mates that stopped her pacing and climbing the walls all night.<br/><br/>The one advantage of being awake was that Alice knew as soon as the cell door slid open.  Initially, she thought she was hallucinating.  It wouldn't have been the first time she'd imagined something and thought it was real.  And then the voices started. Bickering, as usual.  Alice tried to ignore them - they certainly weren't above trying to trick her.  She knew that the only way to be sure was to check for herself.  After tiptoeing over to the clear wall, and trepidatiously venturing a few centimetres into the corridor, she was convinced that this was no dream.  She was free.<strong>They</strong>were free.<br/><br/>For the first time in hours, Alice was shaking for a reason that didn't involve her addiction.  She hurried back into the cell, quietly shaking the other inmates awake.  They had to get moving. This could be their only chance for freedom.  And Alice couldn't shake the feeling that if they stayed here in jail, they were doomed.