Dallas had no concept of time as he remained trapped, he had exhausted himself in trying to find a way out but nothing was possible. He sat down and leaned his head backward. He had barely managed to perk up at the sound of footsteps approaching. He had hoped it was Lydia.
Whatever Lydia did to him, he believed there was no undoing. Lydia had planned this all well. Like the strategic planner that she was.
However, only Sharon came into view.
"You're trapped," Sharon announced dryly, padding towards Dallas's figure.
Her facial expression had been empty as though she wasn't surprised that this had happened.
Of course, she probably knew about the whole thing. But, Lydia was her head, she would be out of her mind to try to defy her.
Dallas stood up as he felt hope in him.
"Get me out of here," He said to her. Sharon shook her head, sitting next to him as she stared ahead.
