I stumbled through the dark room, trying to hide. I had to get away from him. I knew that if the master found me, the punishment would be far worse than death. As always, running was difficult with my right leg not working at all ever, but there was nothing to be done for it. I opened up a closet door and hid inside, squeezing myself into a corner, making myself as small as I could. I knew that no matter what I did, he would find me, and that would be that, but I had to try. I had defied him by not doing what he wanted. There was no way out. No matter what I did, I was going to be caught.I waited, trying to hold my breath as long as I could. I heard nothing. But I knew that my master was going to find me. After a few more moments I heard breathing on the other side of the door, I froze in fear as the door began to open. I closed my eyes tight, knowing what was coming next, but it never came. Suddenly, I felt as though I was falling. It was dark then suddenly very bright, and then I felt as though I had been flung like a flower blowing in a storm. Then I was dumped onto what felt like dirt, hard, cold, wet dirt.I dared to open my eyes and tried to look around me. I could not tell where I was. It was so dark, wet, and cold. The only thing that I did know was that I was not in the dark closet anymore. I tried to run again to find someone who might be able to help, but no help came. After I ran-stumbled as far as I could. I collapsed, totally exhausted. I lay there for a time yelling for help, though after a while, I could no longer speak. The last thing that I remember was cold, and blackness.