I don't own it.

I opened his eyes, then quickly shut them again. "Go away." I whispered quietly. I didn't want this to be real, I wanted to open my eyes and wake up in my own room, in the bunk bed I shared with Jim. I wanted to be home.

"Tim? Tim, wake up!" a soft shake at my side and I looked up into the frightened face of my twin.

"Hey Jim, you know where the exit is?" I mumbled, pulling myself up.

"I don't even know where we are!" Jim complained, trying to hide his anxiety.

I took in our real surroundings. We were locked in a storage closet of some sort, made entirely out of steel. There was a vent on the ceiling ten feet above their heads, to make sure that we didn't suffocate, probably.

"Well, you figure out a way out of here yet?" I asked, scratching my head. I was relieved when I saw the knowing smile on Jim's face; it meant that he had already come up with an idea.

"So tell me!" I demanded, wanting to get out of this terrible prison and go find some aspirin. My head was pounding like no tomorrow, and I was in no mood for games.

Jim put his hand into his jean pocket and drew out a pocketknife. I was uncertain about this plan now. "Err...Jim? I don't think a pocketknife will saw through these walls."

Jim smiled and opened the tool, revealing a small laser powerful enough to saw through titanium. "Who says it's a knife?"

Three hours later, after we both had taken turns sawing though their prison's doors, we were ready to open the door. "Pull off your shirt and wrap it around your hands." Jim instructed quietly. "Otherwise the heat will burn your skin right off." I nodded and after we both had our makeshift gloves on, we pushed against the hot metal as hard as we could, ignoring the pain that had started to creep up my arms.

With a last tremendous push, a hole appeared in the wall and we both fell through, blowing on their burnt hands.

"Well well, what have we here?"

I looked up and gulped. It was our old foe, Rival, and he was as angry as ever.

I could tell by the way Rival smiled at them that it was going to be a long, long night.

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