While the main group prepped to leave, a single woman sat around a corner, listening in. There was a single pile of bone dust beside her, its color blackened from decay. She was safe, for now. She was also waiting patiently for them to open the door and leave so she could escape as well. [i]They open it, I slip out. Might stay close to them, but I will not introduce myself right away. I have yet to figure out what they will do.[/i]