NO! He belted. running over to the rope. I was scared to death. He tugged on the rope. I started to slip quickly recovering I jump to the window. I missed hitting the floor. DAMN! I yelped hugging my leg. I think I broke it. Damien stomped over gripping my broken leg, and pulled me to a closet. he threw me in like ragdoll. I hit a spike or something incredibly sharp. I felt around the closet like I had done before. there was I light with a string. I pull it and the ember light flickered on. "Ohhhhhhhhh that's what that was". I whispered to myself. it was a nail. I turned around to see laying on the ground a bag. I unzipped it... it was Bethany. he had slit her throat. Figuring that it was my only hope I went through her pockets. I found a blood stained sock and a BOBBY PIN. my dad before he died had taught me how to use one to unlock doors. so I whipped the pin out and stuffed it into the lock. I wiggled the pin around for while. then I heard a "click". I popped open. Walking out I stepped on Damien's knife. he must have dropped it. I hid it in my pocket, went to the hallway door he had taken me too. I slowly opened it and crept in so he wouldn't hear my footsteps. I got to the end of the hall Damien was eating what looked to me a Cesar. I strolled in the room silent as a ninja, and jabbed him in the eye socket with his dull knife. He hollered in pain. Then I took I salad spoon and tried to dig out his eye ball. It wouldn't come out but it looked like shit. I whispered in he ear "Now it's my turn."
