Try to escape

I searched for any opening in the room that might lead to freedom, but the door seemed to be the only way out. There was a hole in the center of the ceiling, I guessed to let out the smoke from the braziers that seem to be the standard lighting fixture in this place. The hole was too small however, and unless I could reach it and enlarge it both, there was no escape there.

Then I considered. Perhaps I didn't need to escape, but only make them think I had. If I could hide well enough, then maybe when someone opened to door to check on me, they would think me gone, leave to find me, and I could slip out through the open door...

The idea struck me as doomed to fail, but what else could I do? I found an area in the corner where I thought I could make it look like a few of the furs and skins had been haphazardly tossed, and covered myself. Hiding this way, I realized that there was no way this could work, but I was too scared to think of anything else, and too **** not to try.

I hid for some time, at least an hour, it seemed, when I heard the door opened and someone rushed into the room. The door slammed immediately, and I heard the intruder shuffling around and...crying?

I peeked out from under the furs, slowly and carefully, in case the person was looking my way, and I saw...Linda! Linda was sitting against the central pole of the room, her head in her arms, weeping.