Chapter 3:
Escape
"Come on, let's get you out of here."
I grunted.
"Tom. Tom, Tom." I felt something softly slap my cheek. I groaned.
"Come on, Tom!" came a sly whisper in my ear.
I slowly became aware of my surroundings. I was shackled, hands and feet bound to a wall. Knowing this, I let a moan escape my mouth. I started to remember what had happened. How long had I been out? I felt extremely groggy.
"Ugg," was all I could say.
"Tom!"
"Eh?" I asked.
"Tom, come on!"
"Uh." At this point, I'm thinking, "what the heck am I saying?"
I felt a hand slap my cheek yet again.
"Uwuhuh."
"Tom! Wake up!"
"Whazzeryudoing?" I tried to ask.
"Quiet, Tom! Trying to get you out of here, I am," came the reply.
"Uh."
"Come on, be quiet!"
"Ali. . . Alice?"
"Yes, Tom, It's me, Alice!"
"No."
"No? Not in your right mind, you."
Maybe I wasn't, but still. "No."
"I'm trying to get you out of here! Now help me!"
"Why. . ?"
"Don't you want to get out of here? WAKE UP!"
Wake up. Why-?
There was a slap across my face.
"Ow!" I yelled, "Damnit, Alice! What the heck was that?"
"Me getting you to wake up, that was. Come on, help me undo these chains, will you?" I tried as best as I could to help.
"Okay, okay." I shook the chains. Loud. Bad idea.
"Shh!"
"Yeah. I know. Loud. How are we going to do this?" I asked her.
She pointed up t the ceiling. I looked and saw where the chains were nailed to the ceiling. The nails were sticking out, easy to grab and pry, if you had something to do it with. I pulled the chains taunt, while Alice grabbed a pair of scissors to pull the nail out with. One down, fifteen to go. Three nails later, my left hand was free. I did the same with my other hand, while Alice pulled out the nails. My hands were free. Now, I had to stretch out on the ground to pull the chains on my ankles tight. This was a difficult and uncomfortable position for both me and Alice. Finally, my hands were free.
"Why did you free me?" I asked her. "I tried to bind you in a pit."
"I couldn't let Lukratsa hurt you." She said. "Rather hurt him, or be hurt myself, I would."
I thought about that. She'd rather be hurt than let anyone hurt me.
"I - I don't know what to say, Alice," I said, because it was true. "I'm not sure I trust you."
She looked hurt. "I understand that, but I wish you would believe me, trust me, I do."
"Well, how are we going to get out? Where are my things?"
"They're in Lukrasta's room." she said.
