[ If there's a code, it's not on the side of the window she's on -- there's nothing out here but rain, the walls of the building, and the emergency signs. But that doesn't stop her from taking a step back and scanning the building again. Just in case.
It's dark, and the heavy rain's making it hard to see. Her hair's already plastered to her head and cheeks and forehead, and every second that passes only makes it worse. But there doesn't seem to be anything.
Returning to the window, she waits until he's glancing her way to shake her head (not out here). Whatever the code is has to be somewhere where he's locked in. ]
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It's dark, and the heavy rain's making it hard to see. Her hair's already plastered to her head and cheeks and forehead, and every second that passes only makes it worse. But there doesn't seem to be anything.
Returning to the window, she waits until he's glancing her way to shake her head (not out here). Whatever the code is has to be somewhere where he's locked in. ]