The speakers began to turn on. Slowly, Skylar walked past a few prisoners who would rather remain in their cells than rejoice in freedom. Picking up her pace by a lot, she began to run, dashing outside at full speed, until she had made it outside. Every so often, a corpse of a dead guard would be lying on the ground. That simply gave Skylar the chills, but she felt little sympathy for them. Once she was outside, she took a good, hard look around- she was free from the institution, the hell she had been imprisoned in.