As they read, they learn how Randall and Fungus escaped.

Chapter 9: The Escape

At work, everyone had been looking at Randall during some point of the day. They couldn't believe what happened to him as a kid, but it all made since. He wouldn't let anyone touch him, and the way he shuddered when someone reached out to touch him. They did recall when Randall had reacted to a news story that was going around about a girl being raped and Randall newly broke down. They didn't know why until now.

Fungus was telling him something, unable for them to catch it. Randall had nodded in agreement, looking a bit happy. But you can see how the sadness in his eyes. Fungus had pulled Randall out of the building. The bell had ranged for lunch and everyone sat down for the next chapter.

Waxford had taken the book and opened it.

"Chapter 9: The Escape.

It had been three months since me and Fungus was kidnapped. I had taken a liking to sitting in a corner far from the door as possible. I didn't want to be near it, knowing what will happen if I do. Me and Fungus has somehow develop a routine there. Wake up, have breakfast, clean the house, lunch, thrown into the basement until dinner, dinner and then I'm dragged off for my nightly nightmare. Fungus was looking at the boxes in the other of the corner.

I was twirling around my tail around my fingers, interested in my own imagination. Fungus had gently tugged on my fronds.

"Randall, come here."

I turned to look at him. I haven't slept in three months; I was tired, exhausted, and unsure if I had any strength left. I stood up and followed him.

"Randall you see these boxes?"

"Let me guess, take the boxes, pile them up and escape, right?" I asked.

He nodded. I sighed and slumped against the wall.

"What's the point? We're stuck here and we're never going to get out." I replied.

Fungus put a hand on my shoulder. I sighed and stared at the ground.

"I have a plan, but I'm going to need your help, okay?" He told me.

I nodded. The door opened and we turned to see Rico, which was the monsters name we later learned, come in. I stood up and hid behind Fungus, shaking. He grinned at us as I cowered behind him.

"I was just checking on you boys, see you later," He told us. He shut the door, leaving us alone.

I went over to the door and leaned my earhole against the door, listening to know what he was doing. I heard the door shut and lock. So I looked at Fungus.

"He's gone. Should this be our time to do it?" I asked.

"Yes! Let's go!" He told me, positioning boxes.

I ran towards him and started to help him. I couldn't lift the heavier boxes, but when I did, Fungus was helping. We manage to get the boxes stacked but wasn't high enough for us to climb out. Fungus helped me up. Fungus climbed up next to me. He stretched to himself as far as he could to reach the window but was off by an inch. He jumped up but missed it.

"Randall, can you help me out? Then I'll pull you out."

I started to lift him up, staggering. He grabbed the window, climbing out. He stuck his hand back in and grabbed mine, helping me out. I heard the door open as my tail got out.

"Run!" He told me.

We took off running for our lives. Fungus had grabbed a hold of my hand, making sure he wasn't going to lose me. He had pulled me into the streets, dodging other monsters. We could hear Rico yelling at us. Fungus had pulled me into a salon. We peeked out to see Rico running pass us. We let out a sigh and slumped to the ground. Fungus looked up, gasped and covered my eyes.

"Ah! Fungus!"

"You don't need to see what's in here Ran, you're too young."

I pouted. I hated it when someone told me I was too young to see or do anything.

"S-s-sorry to d-d-disturb you l-ladies…"

"Why are you children in here?" A woman demanded.

"We were kidnapped! A-a-a-and we just e-e-escaped! By f-f-friend was sexually a-assaulted!" Fungus told them. "P-p-p-please! C-c-call the police!"

I couldn't hear much after that point, except for a beeping of a phone being dialed. I heard the woman talking to the police, but was unable to see what was in the room. But I could smell hairspray, shampoo, conditioner and hair dye.

Fungus had pulled me close, telling me comforting words. He had taken his hat and put it over my head, covering my eyes. The door burst open.

"Oh god!" Fungus exclaimed.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me away.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"You don't want to know!" he told me.

Fungus had dragged us into the closet and grabbed hold of the door knob, preventing him to get to us. The door jerked several times but stopped. I looked from behind Fungus.

"It's okay boys, you can come out now," a female voice told us.

Fungus cautiously opened the door. The woman's pink tentacle reached out for us and pulled us out. She wrapped her tentacles around us, almost like she was trying to protect us. Rico was tied up and the cops were arriving. I was clinging onto Fungus, shaking.

"I-i-is it over?" I asked.

Fungus nodded as the police too Rico away.

"Yea kid, it's over." He told me.

I broke down and started crying, clinging onto him. He wrapped his arms around me, patting my back and giving me comforting words. I wanted to go home. I didn't know where I was at, why he took us, and had destroyed my childhood. I whimpered as Fungus picked me up.

"It's going to be okay Randall; it's going to be okay,"

I knew he was trying to make me feel better, but knew it wasn't going to be okay, it was too late for me, and my life had had officially turned into a living nightmare."

"How horrible," Celia replied.

Waxford shut the book, unable to look at it, how were they going to get through this when it gets worst and worst as it continues? He didn't know. He looked at the title of the book. Randall picked a perfect name for this book. For it was truly filled with Randall's most painful memories and they had barely scratched the surface.

Randall and Fungus has managed to escape from their abductor! But what else will the others discover?