Captured by Death

Sitting

I've just been sitting for so long. I nearly fell asleep. I thought I heard a scream and it jolted me awake. The room is starting to become cold and there's a lingering sadness about this facility. I wonder how many people Keres' organization had killed in this room. At least twenty. Her organization showed no mercy and her agents were all out for blood. Her organization approached me a long time ago to ask if I wanted a position as an agent or possibly in a higher office. I turned them down. I didn't kill for nothing anymore.

I miss James. More than I would like to admit. Him being here worries me. It's eerily similar to how he described his previous facilities. I can't bear to think about him having to relive any of that. That would be enough torture within itself. Keres is probably talking to him right now. I'd like to say that she's just talking, but I know she is probably torturing him right now. You can't hope for things that almost certainly aren't happening. Keres is going to hurt James. I can't do anything about that right now and it's killing me. What I can do though is try and formulate a plan.

There are two cameras in this room. One in front of me, one behind. They are both CSP-B100-B cameras and they are almost certainly hooked up to a computer behind the two way mirror on my left. If I could just take out the cameras and find out how to have there be no guards on the other side of the mirror, I could leave easily. Whoever tied my hands together did not know how to knot. I'd been untied for thirty minutes.

Just then, I heard the buzz of the door opening. A guard stepped in and threw a very thin blanket at me. "It gets cold in here at night. Use that." He then promptly left. The dim light then shut off. I was alone in the darkness. Cold and alone. I'd been in this dark place so many times. Ever since childhood, I had been in dark, lonely spaces. However, if there was one thing I had learned, it's that there's always a way out of them. Even if it's a traumatic, painstaking one, there's always a way out. All I had to do was find it. And James. I needed to find James.