Felicia opened the door of the house and walked in with a bag in her hand. A cap was on her head, while she wore a nose mask for extra protection.
It's already been two days since she escaped the prison and news about her escape has circulated the entire city. She had been resting in the cooped-up house for that long and wanted to do something productive. She was starting to run out of food since the warden didn't even stock up her refrigerator before going for her shift at the prison.
Using some of the money she was able to find in the drawer in the bedroom, Felicia went to the supermarket to purchase some little things she needed.
She didn't have much money on her and didn't know how to access her bank account without anyone seeing her face. The money the warden had left behind in her house was about to run out.
Slamming the door shut, Felicia sighed.
