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to know .  That was all the persuasion she needed to follow
Adele out.
    By
the time she had gotten into the hallway, the other girl had already slipped
out of sight.  Wren did not have much time to be cautious.  She moved swiftly
into the darkened hall.
    The
unmapped corridors of the female ward were frightening in the dark, the bowels
of a beast that had swallowed her.  Wren had never been out alone and the cage
which housed her was suddenly much too big.  Her breathing quickened.  She felt
faint.
    Just
take a deep breath . 
She followed her own direction.  Be calm and do what you must do.
    At
that, she was able to take a few steps forward.  She needed to see what Adele
had to show her – to judge it for what it was.  Perhaps it was a figment of the
girl’s imagination, but there was a possibility that it might have been more.
    “This
way!”  Adele’s whispery voice drifted to her from around the corner, sounding
like an omen, but Wren could not turn away.
    She
crouched low, hoping that she wouldn’t be seen by any of the other patients as
she passed.  There were small windows in the doors, and some of the girls were
very much like her: they never slept.  Even now she could hear some of them
groaning, muttering to themselves as they paced.  Wren was unsure of her
performance, but she kept herself down and moved forward, her pale gown
clinging to her legs.
    Following
after Adele, Wren left the ward and passed into another part of the building,
where she began to feel even more nervous.  There were voices ahead that made
Wren want to turn around, but they managed to find a clear path around a pair
of orderlies who were busy making lewd jokes and laughing heartily.  Her heart
thudded until the voices slipped behind her.
    Edging
around the corner, she saw Adele moving forward.  Wren knew these hallways
well, and she knew where they led, for she was guided along this way several
times a week.
    Witherspoon’s
office…
    “Are
you certain that the fairy went this way?” Wren asked, using terms Adele had
related. “I’m not sure if this is a good idea.”
    Wren
began to suspect that this was not about the shadow any longer, but merely
Adele’s private excursion.  She did not want any part of that, but her neurotic
companion would not back down.
    “Do
you want to see it or not?”
    Adele
disregarded her then, moving to the door – behind which Wren had emptied most
of her secrets and memories – turning the key in the lock.  The hinges groaned
as it opened to reveal the smallest glow from a gaslight, lit and waiting for
someone to come in and give it more life.  Wren took in a shaky sigh and
followed Adele inside, preferring that to being caught in the hallway when a
watchman came by.
    The
office was just as she had seen earlier, only darker, with the windows hidden
by curtains, but it seemed unforgiving now, like a funeral parlor.  The walls
of this box did not care about her fears or her crimes.  This was the end of
the line.
    “Do
you see it anywhere?” Adele whispered.  Wren had already been looking
tentatively around the room, searching for any sign of dark movement, but
nothing seemed out of place.
    “I’ve
never been in this office at night,” Adele said rapidly, rubbing her feet along
the carpet in long strides.  She was clearly thrilled beyond measure.  “Do you
think he’s handsome?  Dr. Witherspoon, I mean.  I told him once that he had a
nice smile, and he ignored me!  I wonder if he’s married…”
    Adele
went on, but Wren was no longer listening.  She had not seen any suspicious
shadows, and she had begun to suspect that this was all a waste of time.  She
would be happier back in her cell, reconsidering her misfortune.
    What’s
that?
    Adele
was chirping on in the background, touching everything that was not locked away
as if they were on holiday instead of trespassing.  As Wren stepped near the
desk, she saw that among the many books piled near the edges, there was a