I laid on my stomach and stared at the headboard of the bed, wondering how long I'd been here. Once again, I fiddled with the handcuffs securing me to the bed. No luck. The handcuffs didn't break, and they weren't the cheap toy handcuffs that you can hit the button on the side and release yourself. I tried to summon my lightning power, but it wouldn't work for some reason.
I wondered where the boys where, and hoped they were getting along. They were probably fighting about whose fault it was that I was captured. I thought about them until thoughts about Nilima and Mr. Kadam sneaked into mind. Then I worried about them. Geez, I was going to give myself an ulcer worrying about everyone else. I thought about my adopted family in India until I fell asleep