Tricked and trapped

Caldera waited. It took two minutes. Then she heard the noises: things falling, quick footsteps accompanied by some choking sound. She peeked through the small window in the door. The room was empty, with a chair thrown over, and the remnants of the spiked supper still on the table. As she entered and proceeded to the corridor at the far side she could hear the female guard throwing up in the distance. This would give her a minute or two, she figured.

There were five doors, all to the left. She went straight for the fourth and punched in the code. Immediately the door sprang open, giving her entrance to the baren concrete cell. Valerie was in the center of the box. Standing: there wasn't anything to sit on. Her hands were cuffed behind her back.

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