I tug at the chains that hold me still. Before he left he tightened the metal traps around my ankles and added new ones on my wrists. I pull my arms towards my abdomen and cry out in pain. I can't get to her. She's dying and I can't do anything to help her. My best friend is inches away and all I can do is scream. And I can't even do that well. I scream and all the comes out is a shaky hollow breath of air. She coughs and falls over. The only thing keeping her up is the chain around her neck and hands. I try to scream at the walls to let her go. I kick out. A pain shoots up my leg. I am broken. Nothing is left. Broken.
