The bathroom is outside this room. Then again, if I wait much longer, I’m going to pee in my pants. I get up and pace the room. I try the doorknob one more time, hoping maybe I just imagined everything that happened last night and it will open magically. No such luck. It’s still locked. I remember when I looked in the closet, there was only one item in there. A bucket. Andy set this whole thing up. He tricked me into coming up here. He installed a lock on the outside of the door.
