Snippet #2718073

In spite of the padding that lined his room, Jack was able to hear the pounding and the howling all the way up in his wing.

"Shit, now the dog's trying to get out. Hope he tears that cat girl to shreds! That bitch freaks even me out."

This was beginning to get ridiculous. He hadn't even seen so much as an orderly through his door today. With Peter and Aldric trying to escape, it would be the perfect distraction for someone else to mount an escape.

"No, Jack, don't think that way. You're here to help these kids, not run out on them." He scolded himself. "But then, who am I helping while I'm stuck in this nut house, no one. That's it, I'm getting out of here."

Of course there was no doorknob on his side of the door, so it wasn't like he could freeze the lock. He tried to conjure an icicle, but the vent at the top of his cell that was disguised as a heating and air conditioning vent was in fact hooked up to a dehumidifier. It was keeping his room completely devoid of moisture. He couldn't conjure so much as a snowflake.

"Crap! I can't conjure anything. But, that isn't going to stop me."

He pressed his hand against the window on the door to his cell and concentrated. Within a few seconds there was a noticeable fog on it but he continued to hold his hand against the window until it was so cold he heard an audible crackling sound. It was now incredibly brittle. He pulled his sleeve down and clenched it in his fist to protect his knuckles as he punched the center of the one foot squared window and it shattered into tiny pieces. He glanced out the hole and didn't see any of the orderlies or doctors. He tried to reached out to grab the doorknob, but found that he couldn't put his hand through the hole as there was a magic ward that prevented his hand from passing through it.

"Well, maybe it will prevent me from getting out of here, but..." He got an evil grin as he picked up one of the shards of glass from the window and slipped it into his sleeve. "Inspection will be very interesting."