Think of a way to escape. That was all she had to do to get put. On a normal day, she'd be fine with this but her brain kept drifting off today. They examined the room again, knowing that somewhere, somehow, she could use the things in there with her to get out. It was small, only a few meters wide and tall, the door had been boarded up, bolted shut and the light had been taken out, leaving her alone in the cold dark room. She felt around the room until she could feel a small draft of cool air coming into the room. Leaving her hand there so she wouldn't lose it, she continues to feel the room around her. She almost cut herself on a sharp piece of what she assumed to be a metal of some sort. Chipping away at the hard oak door near the hole, she knew that she could escape.
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Random Writing that I did when I was bored
Random- Welcome - This is a 'little' collection of writings I've done. These include Writing warm-ups, experimenting with character dynamics, one-off ideas and bits and pieces of work-in-progresses that I've taken out for whatever reason. If by some off...
