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"*Wheeze* Is that ... the best ... you can do?"
She reaches back with her nightstick to take another swing. You wince in pain covering your face. "Okay okay," you plead. "I'm just kidding."She doesn't look amused. You look into her eyes trying to find another angle, some exploitable weakness that will set you free. Then you see it. Hanging from her neck like a golden ticket to paradise. A key, a master key, a skeleton key. "They don't really make master keys, do they?" you think to yourself. Either way, it's your best shot at freeing your brother.
"Okay, Donal," she says. "Back to your cell for real this time."
Play along and go back to your cell.
Grab for the key! You can take her.