He loosened the chains again, I’m not sure whether it was for the pleasure of watching us be free enough to struggle or to be slightly more humane, but it felt better to sit on the floor properly than stretched out and barely able to move. I feel better, the arm hurts like hell, but it shouldn’t get any worse. He undid the shackles of the skeleton and it seems really easy to do, all he did was wedged a piece of metal under the edge of the seam and it popped open. Maybe I’ll be able to do that myself, I just have to find something to do it with.
