HIGH SECURITY — HIDDEN SCRETS
Ella walks into her newly renovated room, her gaze sweeping across the luxurious décor. But her eyes narrow at the sight of the heavy security measures surrounding her—guards posted outside the door, their stern faces visible through a small window.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [Thinking] He’s gone too far this time. No cameras in here, but those drones outside are a dead giveaway.
She steps to the window and watches a drone hover nearby, its red light blinking ominously before it turns off, presumably switching to night vision.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [Muttering] Spying on me like I’m a criminal.
She glances around the room, her mind racing with plans.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [Thinking] If Herold wants to treat me like a prisoner, then I’ll play the part—while making my own moves.
Late at night, with the room dimly lit, Ella moves the rug aside to reveal a cleverly concealed trapdoor. She had discovered the hidden room while exploring her new “home” and had since modified it to suit her needs.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [Smirking] He can keep his drones and guards. I have my own space now.
She lifts the trapdoor and slips into the hidden room. It’s small but equipped with everything she needs—maps of the estate, books on strategy, and a set of her own hidden cameras streaming live footage of the guards and drones outside.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [Settling into a chair] Let’s see what you’re all up to.
Ella’s hidden cameras are seamlessly integrated into the room’s design, disguised as part of the furniture or fixtures. They provide her with a clear view of every corner of the mansion grounds.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [Watching the feeds] There’s a pattern to their movements. They switch shifts every four hours. The drones follow a fixed route, but they overlap in the courtyard.
She scribbles notes into a small notebook, analyzing the guards’ behaviors and the drones’ blind spots.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [Thinking] It’s not perfect, but it’s tight. If I ever need to get out of here, I’ll need to know every detail.
Ella uses the secret room to hone her skills. She studies books on advanced combat techniques, practices her knowledge of herbs, and even experiments with crafting tools to aid her escape or defend herself if needed.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [Muttering to herself] Knowledge is power, and I’ll make sure I have enough to tip the scales in my favor.
The hidden cameras prove invaluable, allowing her to observe the guards’ routines without arousing suspicion. She notices one guard frequently dozing off during his shift and another whose patrols are always a few minutes late.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [Smirking] Weak links in the chain. Good to know.
In the main mansion, Herold watches live drone feeds on his monitor, satisfied with the increased security.
Herold banguish
Herold: [To himself] Let’s see her try to outsmart this.
He doesn’t suspect that Ella is already a step ahead, her hidden cameras providing her with information he doesn’t even realize she has.
Back in the hidden room, Ella leans back in her chair, her eyes scanning the monitors. The room is her sanctuary, the one place where she feels truly free.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [To herself] Let him think he’s won. I’ll stay quiet, keep learning, and when the time is right, I’ll make my move.
She closes the trapdoor behind her as she climbs back into her bedroom, ensuring no trace of her secret activities remains visible.
Ella Eloine
Ella: [Thinking as she settles into bed] This time, I’m in control.
The next morning, Ella steps out of her room, nodding politely to the guards stationed outside her door. She acts as if nothing is amiss, her expression calm and composed.
Herold watches her from the other side of the estate, his curiosity piqued.
Herold banguish
Herold: [Thinking] She’s too calm. Almost like she knows something I don’t.
Unbeknownst to him, Ella is already testing the waters, her every move calculated as she learns to navigate the game he’s playing.
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