His Purple Eyes

Chapter 24

Nothing in the room looked heavy enough. I couldn't use my powers because hell, what I did earlier to the guards wasn't me. I wasn't anyone powerful. I was Arianna. And as much as I told myself, this was who I was, a caster, I couldn't bring myself to believe it.

There, across the room, was a teal vase with daisies in it. Mom had loved daises, I thought. What an odd thing to think, especially now. I walked across the room towards the vase. I slid it off of the side table it sat on and it nearly went crashing to the floor. It was certainly what I was looking for. I stood straight again and pulled myself towards the bathroom. Setting the vase on the bathroom sink, I took out the flowers and poured out the water.

Once I had emptied the water, the vase was noticeably lighter, but still heavy enough to fulfill it's new purpose. Walking back in to the room, I then jumped onto the bed. Taking one glance out the window made me nervous. The ground was so far away. I could so easily fall out that large window and to the ground below. I couldn't help but be mesmerized by the stunning view. I wondered what the gleaming city in the distance was like. Or what lurked in the dark woods.

I turned away from the window and took a deep breath in. I didn't want this to be loud. I needed as much time as I could muster. Holding the neck of the vase in my hands, as if it were a baseball bat, I swung it around and connected with the window. I felt the vibration up my arms. Looking back at the window, I had only made a crack that was slowly snaking into smaller cracks. The noise wasn't what I had originally expected. It sounded like a ball bouncing off of a window. The vase had taken no damage.

I balanced on one foot, lifting the other in the air. I kicked the window repeatedly. I heard cracking and then a shatter. I fell back on the the bed. There was some shards of glass sticking out on the sides but most of the glass was falling the ground. So much for bullet proof glass. Now I had to hurry.

I ran back and put the vase where I had found it. Then I took off the sheets and blankets from the bed. I tied one end of the sheet to the bed post and tossed the other out the window. I smiled at my work and turned away. No way was I dumb enough to go jumping out of that window.

I walked back to the desk and climbed on top of it. The desk wobbled and shook underneath my weight. I cursed silently. I better not break my neck. I was too short, even on my tip toes. I crawled down and searched for something to use.

I took two cushions off of the chairs and set them on the desk. I climbed back up and onto the stacked cushions. They sunk in a bit but they provided the few inches I needed.

My hands met the ceiling and I pushed upwards. The panel easily moved. The gaping dark hole stood above me. I had always seen this is the movies and books, but never would I consider trying it. It was so damn dangerous. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

I put my forearms inside of the hole, resting them on the other panel. I jumped upwards and the desk shook violently. It was a cheap desk. I pulled my self forward but only my chest made in inside of the ceiling hole. It was dark and musty. I had to get the rest of me in, so I started kicking my legs that were dangling in the air. I caught the wall with a foot and it gave me just enough force to pull myself in the rest of the way.

I started coughing, dust choking my lungs. I could feel the panels of the ceiling sink in a bit as I moved. I pray to god that no one would notice. I tried to sit up, but my head hit a pipe. I would have to crawl or pull myself on my tummy.

Leaning on my elbows, I turned my head and looking around. I needed to find a vent or something. All I could see was darkness.

I slid the panel back into place so it was like I had never been here. I had to cover up my tracks. If I wanted to get