Escape

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Darkness, darkness, and more darkness. Crowley hadn't come through that door for God knows how long. Who knows if anyone's looking for me anymore. Screams for help echo into the room, again and again. This place is hell.
Literally.
That's what Gabriel would say. That's just how he is. Where is he anyway? Actually, though, that doesn't really matter, does it? He could be miles away and I need to get out now.
Twisting your right arm at a kind of strange angle, you could touch one of the screws that locked the handcuffs to the arm of the chair. Slowly, it turned and turned until it fell into your hand. The cuff started to feel a bit looser. Now on to the left hand. After around five minutes, the screw and cuff loosened. Footsteps echoed down the hall as you try and undo the last screw on the right handcuff. You sit up just as the door unlocks, opening with a creak.
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Hey guys! Sorry again that this took FOREVER to update.

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