"Very well," he said, standing up and untying the ropes that bound me to the chair. "You have one hour to escape and make sure I can’t find you within that hour, cause when I do. You will regret trying to escape, my little red hair”. As I stood up, rubbing my sore wrists, I glared at him. This was a stupid plan, we are in the middle of nowhere and it’s fucking dark already. Why didn’t I think this through? As I stood there, trying to gather my thoughts, he turned and walked away, disappearing into the darkness.I heard his voice again, echoing in the darkness. "You're running out of time, my little red hair. You have 50 minutes left.""Astra, astra, eximo me!”. I tried casting a spell “Aishh”. I let out a small scream. “Too weak, I need more energy. It too dark in here”. I groan."Astra, astra, eximo me!" I spoke the words again, this time with more force but still it only results in pain. Fuck! This is why I hate using spells, once you keep getting it wrong it drains your energy
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