We all had started to guess our chances of escape, of fighting our way to freedom. None of us had sunk to the level of actually making a break for it ...ut we were close, ever so close to making a try for it. However, we managed to keep our wits about us and hoped the slim hope that we would be released sometime soon. After all, since we were proven right we thought that sooner or later someone would want to talk to us, to find out what we knew. At least that was the hope I was clinging to, that. The luxury of taking a dump without a knife out of its sheath was one of benefits of living within a family. Benni hated being rushed through one of the few pleasures of his dank life, but the master was calling.The corridors weren't bad at this early hour, and the stairs leading upwards were almost clear. Ducking into a bodega, Benni grabbed a flavored protein stick and a news sheet for later reading. Off again, he strode down the center of the corridor. He made good time until he approached a. "Deadlines! I can't stand deadlines," Chom said throwing his arms up in the air.Looking at all of the parts scattered around the yard, Sean said, "You haven't done anything." There's plenty of time," Chom said dismissively."I thought you were worried about the deadline," Sean said."I am. I hate them," Chom said.Looking up at Sean, Pip asked, "You wouldn't be interested in changing the deadline, would you?" Let's see ... If I change the deadline, then there will be no movie, no popcorn, and no. " She looked at Shelly, and then at John. Both nodded. "You've heard John's and Shelly's viewpoints, and you are free to act as you see fit. However, as Mia said, you will have to deal with the consequences, and so will Shay. The consequences are much greater for her than for you. We all love you and don't like to see ANY of you hurt. So please, just exercise good judgment, OK?"Mia and I looked at each other, and then at our parents. "We will," I answered for the both of us.The parents all.