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"You're welcome. Now let's get going," Lillyan said to the girl while smiling devilishly. She peaked out the door, where she saw the other patients evade the guards and bust out a window to freedom. As she walked, she noticed the girl beside her moving rather slowly. "You feel bad huh? I came off of the sedatives they gave us all once, before now when I shouldn't have. I remember now, it wasn't nice. I guess because I've been out less than you have, it's not affecting me as much." She shrugged and rounded the corner into the hallway where the others were. There were lightening rounds of bullets flying everywhere before, but somehow they had managed to subdue the guards long enough. It seemed her and Ashley weren't the only ones running a little late to the party, because Lillyan saw a dark haired man headed towards the others as well.

"Help me! I can barely walk but I need to get out of here!" Someone spoke inside her head, and Lillyan realized that's who it must have been.

"Speaking of voices," she said to Ashley. She was about to go and help him before someone else did, followed by a round of bullets fired from more guards.

"Oh," Lillyan thought, "if only we didn't look so blatantly obvious running around in these scrubs." As soon as she thought it, she felt her body tingle. The expression of most of the guards around her changed, like she fit in and wasn't out of the ordinary near them. "Do I look like a guard to them?" She thought, somehow knowing that must have been what they were thinking, because she was making them think it somehow.

Noticing that Ashley was still lagging, she reached out and took hold of her upper arm, helping to support her as she hurried to the exit. Lillyan made it just out a little after the man who had called for help and the one who had helped him. "Oh my head," she muttered, no longer meddling in the minds of the guards, but it had left her with a painful migraine.