She pulled the sheets back up and tied that end arount the violin case, rolling the sheet music up and stuffing it into her bodice for the moment. She lowered the violin down and then when it was on the ground safely, she started to follow it down. "The madam locked me in my room," she hissed out as she carefully climbed down. The bedsheets began to tear, she looked up and whimpered, but it wasn't too far down, seeing as she was climbing from a second-story window.