**"Oh, non non come along inside"** The woman insisted opening the door for Juniper to come inside. She nodded with a cheeky grin. **"Pick an empty room upstairs, and be sure to read the rules"** the woman commented, pointing towards a  framed plaque on the wall. **"If you have any questions, please ask me. I am Marisol, I run this place"** the woman commented again, and Juniper nodded. *"I'm Juniper. It's a pleasure to meet you Marisol, and"* Juniper paused a moment before speaking again, *"And thank you."* 

Shoving her things back into her bag, she decided that she would read the rules at another time. She wasn't one for rules, so it was better to just keep on the down low and hope that anything she did wasn't on the forbidden list. Climbing up the stairs she noticed how much life was between these walls, a collection of voices and sounds all swirling into the atmosphere. Opening one of the doors, she peeked in carefully to make sure it was empty. It seemed innocent enough, everything was still in place and there was no sign of bags of any sort. 

A sigh of relief escaped from her lips as she tossed her bag onto the floor, leaving the door open. She raced to the bed and landed onto her stomach, taking in the scents and textures. This was heaven in comparison to the prison.