And she could use put her insider knowledge of the camp to real use now. It was almost as though, in a perverse sort of way, something good might actually come from her own time as a prisoner here, as though the universe had sent her here for a reason ... to learn to survive ... and to come out with a new sort of power and influence at the other end. She may have lived in the big house on the perimeter, but she'd had just as few freedoms as the poor souls trapped within these dank walls, faced just as bleak a future ... and was just as much under the heel of the Commandant as any of they could claim to be.