I regained consciousness not long after, I was sitting in a chair and my hands were bound behind me. It was dark and smelly. I groaned, not the sack again. I wriggled my head around trying to get it off but it was suddenly yanked from my head.
"Ow! You pulled some of my hair."
"Oh sorry."
I looked up at my captor, "Thrasher?"
"I'm not allowed to talk to you."
"You just did."
He ignored me and turned away. I noticed that his ear was glued on upside down.
I knew that Thrasher was terrible at tying knots so I began trying to undo the ropes that bound my hands; unfortunately they were very well tied. I thought about trying to set them on fire but that would probably result in me being badly burned. While I was considering my other options, Dragonclaw strode purposefully into the room, his beard as ridiculous as ever.
"Hello Bison, good to see you again."
He looked at me curiously. "I don't recall me ever telling you my first name."
Oops. Skulduggery had told me that. "Uh… Thrasher told me?"
"What? No I didn't."
"Yes you did."
"Did not"
"Did too."
"Enough!" Dragonclaw roared "It doesn't matter!"
"So why did you kidnap me again? Did you miss my company?"
He sneered at me and I noticed a small plaster on his neck where I had stabbed him with the pin. I couldn't help but smile.
"You won't be smiling when we're through with you. My associates have planned to send me what I need to awaken Meloncholia and then you'll be sorry."
"So your plan was a success then, good job. I don't see why you need me anymore though, so if you just show me the door-"
"Oh but we still have use for you. Have you forgotten that I planned to give your life energy to her?"
"You don't want my life energy; I've been told I have a really dingy aura."
"There is also another reason. I'm not happy with the trouble you have caused me." He strode over to me and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back and forcing me to look him in the eyes. "I will have my revenge."
I would have kicked him had my feet not been tied to the chair legs, so with no other alternative I spat on him. Angered he pushed me back and I toppled over, landing on my hands that were still tied behind my back. Ow. He looked down at me. "I'll be glad to be rid of you. As if I don't get enough trouble from real sorcerers, now I'm stuck having to deal with a teenager"
"Listen, Bison. As much as I hate you and your goatee, I'm saying this for your own good. You should just give up with whatever you're doing. It's not going to end well for you."
Dragonclaw kicked my ribs, sending a stab of pain up my side and then left the room without a word, locking the door behind him.
I groaned in pain. I rolled over onto my side to take my weight off my hands and then looked around for something to cut through these ropes. Nothing.
I wriggled around to check behind me and saw a rusty nail sticking out of the wall… on the other side of the room. It'll have to do. So I began wriggling, crawling and sliding over to the nail, it took longer than I thought it would. When I finally reached it I pushed my back up against the wall and moved back and forth, using the nail to saw through the ropes. I gave myself a few scratches but finally managed to weaken the ropes enough to pull them apart. Then after untying my legs I began searching for an escape. I realised that we weren't in the bar, Of course not, they probably know that I told the Sanctuary where they were hiding. I was in a small room, there was a bed in the corner and a set of drawers. , I searched them but they were empty. I went over to the window and looked out, all I saw were trees. Not much to go on there. The window didn't open though, I would have to break it. But then they would hear the crash. I went over to the door and listened, When I was certain they no one was in earshot I took the blanket off the bed and wrapped it around my hand so I wouldn't cut myself, then I punched the window as hard as I could. But the glass didn't break. I tried again but all I got was a sore hand. I lifted my leg and kicked but still nothing. Tough glass. I need something heavy. I pulled out a drawer and tested it's weight. It'll do. Then with all my strength, I heaved it over my head and threw it at the window. The glass shattered and fell to my feet with a crash. I heard a yell and noises from the door so without a backward glance I jumped out the window and ran into the trees.
