How Did Natasha Escape The Red Room Novels & Stories

It was a long time before she found her voice, each word fractured. "If you hadn't asked, I would've taken this secret to my grave. That mess back then is why Jenna has never forgiven me." She gave a bitter laugh. "The truth is, Natasha had plotted it all. She meant to push Jenna into the water. But Jenna realized what she was up to and dodged. "Natasha lost her balance, fell into the water herself, and hit a rock under the surface. That's how she got sick." As Tilly spoke, her eyes grew red and tears streamed down her face.

PANIC rushed through me instantly when I saw Aunt Jessica’s reddish eyebags. Looks like she’s been crying all night long. I wanted to know why, but I decided to just shut my mouth up for my curiosity could bring me to another trap. I learned that from the rule number seventeen of my manual. “Nathan is in his room, Natalia. Just knock before you enter. You know how grumpy he could gets.” She faked a laughter, but I didn’t buy it. I just thrifty smiled at her instead.

“It’s not like I am enjoying this moment, but for the sake of our loved ones we must do it. We must put down this jerk, beating him with his own weapons, and right now we are identifying those weapons.” “Just don’t let him touch us again or I swear to you, I am going to transform and cut his hands!” “I will do my best” Natalie said and ran to the window to look outside and search for a way to exit the room. She saw the girls from earlier, Jerel’s harem and watching them playing and trying to attract his attention she started to laugh. “Why didn't I figure this out earlier?” she said laughing and ran to the door, but as soon as she opened it she came face to face with those guards, Jerel put

"I could use a respite from trudging through brush." Settling on the cliff edge, Natalia discreetly scattered crumbs from her pocket, soon attracting a swirling flock of birds. Miming alarm, she jumped up flailing her arms. "Gah, nasty creatures!" As she "battled" the onslaught of wings, Natalia called over her shoulder, "Olga, hurry back to the cabin and grab my shotgun! These beasts won't quit until we pick them off." She heard Olga scramble to obey, crashing heedlessly through the undergrowth in her haste. Natalia fought back a triumphant grin - the ruse had worked perfectly. Now to see what awaited at this mysterious cabin while Olga was distracted.

She just laid there, racking her brain of all possible ways to escape this place. Opening her eyes completely, Natasha scanned the dark cell quickly. She could see the drunk man standing some few feet from her with his back facing her. His bottles were still in his hands as he muttered some incoherent words. Natasha looked pass him and She could feel her heart swell with possibility at the sight. ‘The cell door was left open!’ She screamed internally. The taller man hadn’t bothered to lock the door when he left because his partner was still in there. ‘ If I could just make a run for it…’ Natasha thought, joy swelling in her insides at the thought of finally leaving this place. She was sure

"Excuse me, I need to use the restroom." Without waiting for anyone's reaction, Natalie quickly stood up and headed towards the exit. If she didn't leave this private room, she would end up on Mr. Evans' bed, even if it meant being kidnapped. "Natalie, what are you doing?" Sienna noticed Natalie's attempt to escape and ordered her bodyguards, who were waiting in the corner. "Go after her!" Natalie had only taken a few steps when the burly bodyguards caught up to her. Looking around, she panicked and rushed into room SV208.

I say, and Nate releases a silent breath- though not silent enough, considering I heard it. Before things got more awkward, I took my leave. I spotted Natasha returning; she was in a pair of black training suits, and I slipped into the closest room, grateful that it was unoccupied. I couldn't let her see me. She was going to pass by this room, and she was alone. There was no one passing by the hallways, and so I waited. When she was close enough, my hands circled around her mouth faster than she would ever expect, and I shoved her into the room, slamming the door shut just as quickly.

"Do I look like I'm blind to you, asshole? I can see that she's escaped! What are you guys standing here for? Bring her back before Mr. Mattel returns!" "Yes, sir!" The man swore aloud, "Damn it, if she escapes, we'll be dead! Go after her!" It wasn't long before they hurtled through the gaping hole in the window and ran down what they presumed was Natalie's escape route. About a minute later, Natalie crawled out from under the bed after she'd made sure the room was empty. She felt her way to the door and deliberately tossed a pebble into the corridor. When she didn't hear or sense anything in response, she mustered her courage and bolted out.

The guard replied. "I see..." Natasha said and watched as the guard left. When the fifth day came, Natasha had become so weak, she knew she had to eat lest she would faint but she had a plan. She hid behind the door, waiting for the guard to appear with the food. The door opened as usual and as the guard stepped in, Natasha hit him hard on the jugular and he fell, unconscious. Natasha took his pistol and walked towards the opened door, she peeped out and saw about five guards to the left and five guards to the right, all loaded with ammunition.

Weakness like that was easily exploited - all lives were currency to those with power. When at last the night of Natalia's intended escape arrived, everything was perfectly in place. I observed from the shadows as she stole outside under moonlight with the loyal Maria, dressed as a male to escape notice. A clever ruse, but futile. I admit I felt a flicker of admiration watching Natalia slip with surprising grace through the compromised fence. She moved with purpose, fueled by longing for freedom. It was that indomitable spirit that had sparked my interest from the start. Now to see it tested and found wanting.