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I pounded on the door, screaming at the top of my lungs, "TK! YOU JERKS! WHAT'D YOU DO WITH HIM!" All the while, Ben sat staring at me. I turned on him. "Don't you even care?"
"Should I?"
"Of course! That was my best friend they just took away! They could be torturing him endlessly and I'm can't even help him!" I was actually close to tears at this moment, which is strange, considering what a cool and collected guy I usually am.
"Perhaps, though it is better to just accept what has happened."
"You're just as heartless as they are!" I said, with a final pound on the door before collapsing in a heap upon the ground.
"Frankly, I envy him." For the first time, I actually heard a bit of sadness in his voice.
"Why? He's probably dying right now."
"If you had been in here as long as I have, you'd welcome a change of scenery, too."
I looked over at him, and saw the tears in his eyes. A great wave of pity and guilt crossed over me. "I'm sorry. I guess I forgot that you've been here a lot longer than I have."
Ben wiped his eyes with his sleeve and looked up at me. "Apology accepted."
We sat there for quite a long time, and all I could think about was what a jerk I had been the last couple of days, especially to TK. I also wondered what had happened to Kari, Veemon, and all the rest of the digimon. At this point, I really wished Veemon were there. He always knew how to make me happy again, and I wasn't feeling very happy.
Eventually, we got a bowl of food slid under a tiny space in the wall that I hadn't noticed before. The food wasn't very good, but I was hungry, so it would do for the time being. When we had cleaned the bowl out, I took it and tried to dig a hole in the floor with it, to no avail.
"You can't dig out." Ben said quietly, watching my useless attempts. "The floor's magical. There's no escaping from here. They made sure of that."
"Well, I don't believe that! And I'm going to keep trying to escape!" And I kept going, but after awhile, when I saw no progress on my hole, I began to despair.
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I pounded on the door, screaming at the top of my lungs, "TK! YOU JERKS! WHAT'D YOU DO WITH HIM!" All the while, Ben sat staring at me. I turned on him. "Don't you even care?"
"Should I?"
"Of course! That was my best friend they just took away! They could be torturing him endlessly and I'm can't even help him!" I was actually close to tears at this moment, which is strange, considering what a cool and collected guy I usually am.
"Perhaps, though it is better to just accept what has happened."
"You're just as heartless as they are!" I said, with a final pound on the door before collapsing in a heap upon the ground.
"Frankly, I envy him." For the first time, I actually heard a bit of sadness in his voice.
"Why? He's probably dying right now."
"If you had been in here as long as I have, you'd welcome a change of scenery, too."
I looked over at him, and saw the tears in his eyes. A great wave of pity and guilt crossed over me. "I'm sorry. I guess I forgot that you've been here a lot longer than I have."
Ben wiped his eyes with his sleeve and looked up at me. "Apology accepted."
We sat there for quite a long time, and all I could think about was what a jerk I had been the last couple of days, especially to TK. I also wondered what had happened to Kari, Veemon, and all the rest of the digimon. At this point, I really wished Veemon were there. He always knew how to make me happy again, and I wasn't feeling very happy.
Eventually, we got a bowl of food slid under a tiny space in the wall that I hadn't noticed before. The food wasn't very good, but I was hungry, so it would do for the time being. When we had cleaned the bowl out, I took it and tried to dig a hole in the floor with it, to no avail.
"You can't dig out." Ben said quietly, watching my useless attempts. "The floor's magical. There's no escaping from here. They made sure of that."
"Well, I don't believe that! And I'm going to keep trying to escape!" And I kept going, but after awhile, when I saw no progress on my hole, I began to despair.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - OK, it's short. Well, REALLY short! But there isn't really anything for Davis to do in that cell, other than try to escape. And there is no escaping from the cell. Honest, there isn't. But don't worry, faithful readers, the next chapter is on it's way, and should be finished soon. Things are just starting to get interesting!