2 days after fully planning her escape, Twist was ready. Tonight she was going to leave Dema. She packed her bag secretly the night before and hid it under the dresser. Without Oliver noticing because he was asleep when she did so. She stayed up and kept a close eye on the clock. She was to leave at 2:45 am.
1:20 am.
1:36 am.
2:00 am.
2:27 am.
2:45 am.
It's go time.
Twist made sure Oliver was asleep before she left. He was knocked out cold. She snuck past time quietly and slipped through the clothing closet. Which she found a prisoner who used to have this cell must've dug this hole and had the same plan in mind as Twist. She crawled through and shut the door behind her. Getting her hands and knees caked with dark brown dirt. But she didn't get mind get her hands and clothes a little dirty. It was all for freedom. She crawled through the small tunnel which seemed about forever, her whole body covered in dirt and dust by now. Her arms and legs grew weak but she pushed through the pain.
'For freedom. For freedom. For freedom..' she said to herself in her head for motivation to keep going.
She looked at her small black watch.
4:22 am.
And still the end of the tunnel was still very far. Her arms and legs shaking now, she couldn't hold herself up any longer. No food. No water. No strength. She collapsed in the small underground hole under the city. Knocked out from having no energy whatsoever.
