5. Anger
My feet carried me quickly back and forth across the dark room, in the dark castle, in the dark world. I couldn't believe this. There was no way I deserved it. There was no way anyone deserved this. Why me? I hadn't done anything! What the hell? This was way beyond unfair or even outrageous. I lashed out at the wall with my fist, which I regretted, but I had to take out my furry on something. Who had done this to me? When I got my hands on them they would pay for what they'd done to me. They would regret it. They would never do it again. I would make sure of that. If I couldn't save myself from this nightmare, I could at least drag whoever was responsible for it down with me into their own nightmare.