Chapter 62

After a few minutes, I was left alone in the dark cold room with nothing but the sound of water moving through the pipe my hands were tied to.

The cut on my arm from Gloria was still bleeding, but that was the least of my worries. How do I get out of here? What have I gotten myself into? A thousand thoughts filled my head as I tried to find a way to escape.

My hands were sore from the force I had been using to pull them from the pipe.

"What if I break it?" I thought to myself. It was a pipe with bolts. What if I used enough force to pull the bolts off? I began pushing and pulling with all my weight, but it felt hopeless. Instead of results, all I got was a strong headache.

"Enough!" Wayne screamed as he opened the door, entering with blankets.

"You can't escape this, just stop trying," he said. I looked up, realizing the pipe led to the house, meaning they could hear every sound I made.

"You're right," I said in a hush tone, feeling defeated as my heart sank. He walked over, knelt