I asked him politely. No response. ve gotten out, with no way back in that you wont be able to keep me to yourself? You John still showed no response but I heard footsteps. And then, silence. He was gone.
A couple of minutes later I hear more footsteps, John has returned and it seems he has found the key. he asks as the door creaks open. He stands there, above me.
t break the beautiful door, good work John. Good work. I am free. You can I repeated over and over. John came closer, and closer and closer. Until he was right there, standing above me like he always did. He was always the dominant one until he fainted. Then I had all the power. Me. For the first time, he wasnyou need helpt know how long I was out, but he had gotten it put back up. And all of a sudden, I was no longer free. He had the power again. I wasnt work but I tried and tried to get the bars free of the windows until I felt one move, and then another and another. Finally I had them all free. And then it was up to me, to jump and be truly free, or to stay trapped forever.