It’s been two freaking days since they left me here alone. Luckily, I’ve got food to eat, though. Well, I didn’t trust it enough to eat it right away—I'm stubborn, but not stupid. Still, I ate some.

I’m counting the seconds that have become minutes, then hours, and now days. I’ve looked and observed everything, but there’s no way in hell to find any clue or help to get out of here. I don’t want to be noisy and invite those assholes over, either.

So yep, this is going so well so far.

I can hear footsteps passing by here and there from time to time. I’m alert, and because of that, I haven’t slept properly at all.

Out of the blue, I hear people muttering.
“About me?”

Their footsteps are getting louder and louder.
They’re here.

“Hello, hello. Look who’s all here,” I say in a deadly manner, like a wolf pretending to be a fox.

They don’t say a word, just glance at me—almost, almost a concerned yet delighted...