"Hey..you." Uncontrollably trembling and whimpering like a little boy I whisper-shout to the boy next to me. "I'll find a way for us to get out of here, I promise!"
"You shouldn't make promises you can't keep." From afar he appeared so nonliving to me. Breath choking every five seconds- hell he barely even breathed. Maybe an hour is how long I've been held captive.
The room is so small it doesn't even feel like there was a sturdy air circulation. Just coldness and the repeated sound of hitched breaths. "My brother is out there. He's out there somewhere- he'll come and get us!"
The boy glared at me through his thick curls clouding over his vision. And just like that I was trapped in a room with someone who probably wanted to curb-stomp me to death.
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