>Um, guys. I just realized something. Doesn't AJ still have the key? Or is there no key-swipe on the inside?<
Blake
There had to be a way out, there just had to be. No matter where you were, there was always an escape, if you were creative enough to come up with one.
Thinking, thinking....
Ahah! It was a long shot, but it might just work, maybe.
Okay, so the walls were cement, and the door was steel. Impenetrable, right? Maybe not.
I took my dagger, my incredibly sharp dagger, and started sawing at the point of the door knob that was right next to the door. This wouldn't be enough to go right through it, but it might just weaken it. Enough to, if we had enough weight and force, kick the knob off. Then all we would have to do it figure out the inner mechanics of the knob and find the little switch thing that kept it locked.
Again, it was a long shot, but it was all we had.
Jaden
This was what I got for hoping. Hope is overrated. Hope is evil. Hope crushes dreams. Hope is dreams. It crushes itself. I was so angry at myself, I wasn't even making sense.
I squeezed Zuri's hand, trying to comfort her.
For a few short moments she looked happy--no, ecstatic--and for a few short minutes we were leaving this place. Now, we're not leaving and we're not happy. The look on her face, the amazing amount of disappointment, it made me want to cry more than I have ever wanted to cry before.
We had been through it all together, had always been next-prison-over cell mates, and had been put through a lot of the same torture, up until recently when they saturated her blood with every poison known to man, and physically pushed me oer the edge for what seemed like nothing more than entertainment for the guards. These people, they were evil.
I heard a scratching sound, and looked up to see someone, I couldn't tell who, sawing at the door knob.
Good luck, I thought bitterly. I wasn't getting my hopes up.
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