You sit in the dark and all your energy has escaped you but your hands are still firmly busy trying to get you out of the ropes that have been clinging so tightly around your wrists. You're moving them up and down and left and right, trying to loosen them. Every so often you fall asleep and then wakes up again, continuing with what you're trying to accomplish. You're not known to give up, as a matter of fact, people don't want to play any games with you, because they know that you'll give it your all just to win and see it through.
Then a glimmer of hope shoots into your core and as you feel one of the ropes loosening. You put all the energy that you have left into that one piece of hope and wiggle it even more, to become completely loose. You hear the heavy rope falling from your wrist and you know now that it's only a matter of time before the others fall off too. You start to shake your chair to get more movement on your now bloody wrists.
