_Author's POV_
Alice had a great deal of time to think.
The house arrest gave her that. The restricted rooms, the limited movement, the guards rotating outside her door in shifts that never left a gap long enough to be useful. She had spent the first week being angry about the walls and the second week doing something more productive with the anger.
She had started planning.
The physician visited every three days. Alice had been monitoring his expressions carefully since the first visit, watching how he received information, what made him write things down and what made him pause. She understood how medical people thought. They were trained to believe what patients told them about their own bodies because the body's interior was not visible from the outside and patients were
