Blondie's POV.
"Screw it," I thought to myself as I rose onto my feet, "who are they to say what I am allowed and not allowed to do? I need to walk in order to relieve my stress, so unless they prefer me to die of a heart attack, which I'm sure they do, I have no choice but to."
Despite my brain's rebellious thoughts, I fought against the resistant feeling in the pit of my stomach rendering me to walk as I slowly took a step forward. Captives were not allowed to wonder through the dark and long hallways at night, but then again, the captives were locked to chains and shackles in a cold and damp dungeon while Sara and I were sleeping (somewhat) peacefully in a nice, warm bed. Looking at the perspective, I guess you could say we had a bit of luck.
After what seemed to take hours despite it being only a few seconds, I finally reached the tall, thick framed door. Cautiously, I pressed my ear flat against the cool wood as I listened for sounds of liveliness on the other side of the barrier. Silence filled the air, but with the exception of the ticking a clock makes as the hands (almost effortlessly) rotate their way around the circular piece of manufactured plastic. After a few minutes, no signs of lively spirits appear to be waiting which strikes me as odd considering the King's orders of always having two guards by our door at all times.
Sucking in a breath, I gently twist the doorknob, cracking it open a tiny bit to peek outside. The long and narrow hallway is dark and appears to be vacant. The smell of doused out flames from the torches lining the wall is thick in the air as well as the stray smoke. Clearing my throat a bit as I scrunch my nose, I take a quick peek behind me to see Sara sleeping soundly in her bed before I slip away into the blackness.
Immediately the feeling of guilt and regret sends an unpleasant wave of nausea through my body which causes me to shiver in the surprisingly bitterly-cold air. Thoughts of turning around and retreating back into my bedroom cloud my mind and at the moment, I wonder if I should, but my mind suddenly remembers why I'm here: To escape the suffocating hell hole; not retreat back into it like a small and lost child who briefly lost their mother in the grocery store.
Sighing a bit, I pick up the pace of my footsteps as I stay alert of my surroundings for if I were to be caught, God only knows the punishments I would be given. Rubbing my hands together to try and retain the warmth that is still left in my body, my mind slowly begins to wander into thoughts of Daehyun.
"I wonder if he's alright," I think to myself as I continue to stealthily make my way down the hallway; an action Daehyun would have been most proud of me in.
"I wonder if they'll come and save us. It's been a pretty long time since we've seen any signs of hope---wait, why am I ranting about this? Of course they have to save us! They...they have to...don't they?" I silently ask myself as I stagger in my steps slightly.
"Of course---of course they do! They would never leave us here. They want us back there with them--where they know Sara and I are safe. I wonder how Yongguk is feeling right now? If he's feeling anything like Sara is, then bless their hearts," quietly, I turn to my right as the hallway before me also wears a dark cloak around itself; leaving it with an uneasy ambiance.
A bit unwillingly, I continue to walk down the dark corridor. The only source of light is the stars and moon shining in through the clear-glass panels making up the sun roof. Why am I continuing to do this? All it's doing is putting me in danger, but even then, when will I ever not be in danger while Sara and I are held hostages on this appalling, yet beautiful, planet?
Maybe it's to feel at least some other sort of emotion than dismay and curiosity. Instead, I will be able to experience the numbing sensation of pure risk as the rebellion that was once hidden so deep in my heart and emotions finally shines through on this night, but I must remember my limits. I mustn't stray too far from my room because it might cause an unlikely outcome that no one would want to experience.
