A/N Okay I was in an Edgar Allen Poe mood when I wrote this. You're going to have to try and figure out whom the character is because he is a mystery even to me. Anyway it's an one-shot, which means that this is the only installment. I may write a thank you if I get any reviews. (Yeah right) If you don't like reading about suicide…. Well I don't know why you opened this story… Anyways on with the story.
Title: Cage
They've taken me. Where I know not, but I will escape them. Trapped inside this cage. There is nothing for me to do… but wait. I can hear voices; I know they are not real. They encourage me, egg me on. To do what, I know not. Then I see it. The knife on the floor and the voices grow louder Louder LOUDER! My hand reaches out. I try to stop myself but it's too tempting. The sleek silver beauty calls out to me seductively. I grasp the hilt and feel the power that runs through my veins, like a drug, making me high. I lift the merciful object and plunge it into my chest. You can't keep me in this cage. I AM FREE! The voices are dead now. The only sound is the drip of my life flowing away from me forever. I begin to understand what I have done but it doesn't matter anymore because I am free….