*Axel*
The chains clink together in Billy’s hands as he stands, trying to convince me that maybe, just maybe, this time, the chains will work. He has tried chaining me four times. The longest time the chains restrained me is a whopping three minutes and fifty-two seconds. Billy knows as well as I do that more chains will only slow me down by a few seconds. I groan and slump down into the plush leather chair in my tent.
“Those won’t work and you know it.”
“It’s the best I can do. If we had a tiger cage, then I’d put you in it, but we house our tigers in tents like morons,” he says, trying to crack a joke.
“Billy, I think I need to leave this time. I don’t want to hurt anyone.”
“No! The show can’t happen without you. You have until the moon is at its fullest height to get away from here. It will be fine.”
“You always say that and it
