Can't Escape Novels & Stories

Let your imagination go wild! "What is this for?" I asked. "Take a photo of it and send it to your driver. Tell him I'm the last person you're with, and I'll take full responsibility if anything awful happens to you. Call him so that you may have a proper conversation with him." I locked my gaze on him, trying to figure out if he was serious, and he locked his gaze on me as well. No one wants to break a stare, but I swiftly avoided it when I felt like I was melting through his stare. I sighed in despair; I really wanted to go home, and if Cielo still isn't coming, I might take him up on his offer. I feel like I'm getting a cold, my head hurts, and the rain isn't helping. I called Cielo's num

"I—" I shook my head like I knew what he was planning to say. "I know. You're worried that I'll run away. But why would I? At this time too? I mean, look at the clock. Also, I can only pass through the living room to get out. No back door or anything. The window is sealed and even if it wasn't, it can't fit me... There are also multiple guards outside. In this case, nothing I can do will make me escape from your nose, unless..." I spread my palms. "Unless you're worried that I'll teleport and disappear. Uhhhh, that's not funny. But your worry is valid, and it's okay. However, I think you should know that's impossible. I mean, we both know I wouldn't be here if I could do that."

i needed to escape stephan as soon as possible, i had no strength for the level of crazy i was witnessing . . . . . . . ! . . ? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . h.g.e.e.e.o?. ing it. I needed to escape Stephan as soon as possible, I had no strength for the level of crazy I was witnessing.

, I said trying to free myself. "Escape, if you can.", He said with a smirk. °°°

Any help. There was‍ no esc‍ap​e⁠. ⁠There​ never was. But I kept r‍unning anywa​y. Because what else could I do? My​ foot ca‍ught on something. A root or a r‍ock or nothing. I w‍ent⁠ down h‍ard. Hit the ground face fir​st. Tasted‍ dirt and blo‌od​. I tried to get up. My a​rms wouldn't work. My legs would‌n't work. Every⁠thing⁠ hu​rt.

I mumbled to myself, trying to keep myself sain and remember this isn’t real. I closed my eyes, trying to come up with a plan. I can't go in I don’t even know how to get out. Wait. What. Shit. Matina didn’t tell me how to get out. I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration. I need to find out how I can escape this place before I get Jamie. When I have Jamie, all hell will probably break loose. I need to have a solid plan. Matina. That’s it. She knows how to escape, so maybe her double knows her as well. Or at least she can give me that book.

The only option that will do me any good is escaping this place, this mansion, this family and this man I need a plan.

Possession. And there was no escape.

“Well, Cara, this is it. There are provisions in the cabinets and refrigerator. I will return, but not for some time. Remember what I said, do not try and open this door. Or……. BOOM.” With that he slammed the door to my tomb, I heard the lock system slide into place and another set of beeps that was indecipherable. “Well that happened,” I said into the emptiness. I hear Carlos slam his car door and the engine starts as I hear the crunch of his tires on the ground outside, it becomes apparent that he really does intend to leave me here. This is not a joke, no one knows where I am. I have no phone and no way to contact anyone. I am trapped, with no way to escape.

“This is why you need to hurry up. We’re running out of time, both of us are not prepared to face the General’s wrath.” Vale raised the can of beer in his hand, “I know that, cheers!”