Monday: February 11, 2008
Who: Dante and Adrienne
When: Night
Where: Adrienne's cottage
What: Dante claims his prize

Freedom tasted like a sweet nectar, a drink fit for the gods of old. Dante was no god, but he thought he was one. He felt powerful, and unstoppable, and now that he was free from the dungeons he was going to use that power for his own desires. He had slipped quietly from the silver lined cell at a time when the guards were switching shifts. They had only left one guard to watch him this time around - a human no less - and Dante took that as a sign from god. God wanted him to escape; wanted him to be free. If he hadn't then why would he have placed such an incompetent guard to watch him?

When Dante left the dungeon the guard was slumped in his chair apparently sleeping. No one would guess that his neck was broken until they came to check on him for the next shift change, and that wouldn't happen for another four hours. That was plenty of time for Dante to get what he wanted, and leave Elysium far behind him.

The lycanthrope was in Adrienne's cottage soon after his escape. He hid in the darkness in the same way as he did with Zach except that there would be no mistake this time. He was going to leave with his prize, and no one would even realize she was gone until it was too late.