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Who: Ioana and Penelope
Where: Pleasantview Mental Health Facility
When: Late in the night, Saturday/Sunday
Bingo: Organized chaos

Timing meant everything. A chain reaction of particular events would lead to a desired result that meant everything... to her. Each domino was being set up and Ioana made sure, personally, that this next task was done right and ran as smooth as possible.

It was the dead of night, the sleepy town of Pleasantview dreaming away, when Ioana arrived at the Pleasantview asylum. After making a mess out of the night guard's neck, almost pulling out his esophagus, getting into the hospital was a cake walk.

The hallways were quiet, dimly lit, and should've been filled with the sound of her clicking heels but instead, due to her soulless existence, she didn't make a peep. Licking at her lips, fresh blood slowly drying onto her chin and down her neck, Ioana sniffed the silence in search of what who she was looking for. Her scent tickled up Ioana's nose and itched it's way into the back of her throat, "bingo," she whispered.

Ioana was proud of herself at how quick she was able to find her. "Solitary confinement," she said to herself, "didn't realize our little Dallas girl was that wild." Fumbling through the keys she snagged from the security guard, Ioana found the correct one and happily unlocked the cell door.

After pulling the door open, Ioana found the patient she had searched for stirring awake. A smirk slowly crept across her face and, before vanishing back into the quiet of night, Ioana spoke to her. "Rise and shine; freedom is yours... Penny."