Tomorrow, tomorrow, you're only a day away....

"We just need time to prepare the celebration feast. It should only take a day. You will stay with the chief and his family today, to rest prepare for the wedding. By this time tomorrow you will be the goatherd's wife."

Damn, I think silently. I had hoped to have more time to plan my escape. Even if I had refused and been sent back to the facility, I'd have had two days before the caravan left. Oh well, at least I won't be a prisoner. I expect they'll be keeping an eye on me, though. Even if I am forced to go through with the ceremony, I should be able to escape sometime afterwards.

Inside the chief's spacious, though dimly lit home, I am given a hot meal of meat and bread. We eat mostly in silence (none in this family speak English, apparently) I am careful to take note of where pantry is. The chief's wife shows me to the bathroom afterwards, where a warm bath has been drawn for me.

While bathing, I plot my escape. The bathroom is in the rear of the house and has a window to the outside. I should be able to fit through. Waiting until night seems prudent, though.

After bathing, I am given a simple blue dress and a cheap pair of sandals to wear. I am led to a small room with a bed, but no windows. The chief and his wife then retire for the night.

Once it is dark, I get up and prepare to flee.

1. I sneak to the bathroom and climb out the window, escaping into the darkness
2. I sneak to the bathroom but am caught by the chief
3. I make it out through the window, and encounter the black-bearded man outside
4. I make it out through the window, and encounter the goatherd
5. The door to my windowless room has been locked. I'm trapped here!

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