Madison Clarke<br/><br/>She was relieved to see when he moved at least somewhat away from the door. For as long as she could remember she hated the feeling of being trapped. More at ease she brought her eyes to meet Mr. Blackstone's and though her gaze would linger longer than before she still looked away to either adjust her black and white dress or the thin white sheet that covered her mattress. "I guess that's it for now. Doesn't tell me much, but whatever."