The escape

Susan sits in the dark, her eyes flickering over the two sleeping but armed, muscular gigantic men in front of her. She breaths with fear while seated then waits, silently observing their breaths as they shift in their sleep to snoring. Knowing she has to be fast if she wants to escape, she glances around the room, taking in every detail. The dim light filtering through the cracks in the window blinds is the only illumination in the room. She can hear the soft rustle of leaves outside, a reminder of the forest she is in. She slowly moves her hand towards her middle palm, feeling the cold metal of the sharp object the gang leader had given her earlier. She gulps down a ball of saliva when she realizes that it's definitely going to hurt her if she must be free from the ropes. She takes a deep breath afterwards and slowly reaches out to the first guy, her hand shaking slightly. With a swift movement, she presses the sharp edge of the object against his rope and it goes out, cutting in tw