Freedom

White walls surround the table and empty halls. Barred windows and open doors that lead to freedom, but we were held back from that.

Restrained, locked, chained up from the outside. The only light is from the sickening white reflecting off from the walls and the sunlight seeping through the cracks of glass. Anger, frustration pent up within. The will to escape and run away is increasing....I can't breathe..sitting in solitude is suffocating. Most of the people gave in and ran, while the rest; caught and sent back. Shackled to the chairs, denied access to exit..my sanity is slowly fading..I wanted to scream.

Time limit...that’s all we had. A desired time and certain amount we need to complete in order to be free. We all follow the orders of the dictator. The one in command, the devil himself...

Cold screams and voices echo, vibrate, shake the facility. While I, mentally cry for help. I reach my hand out for someone to grab it, but I am alone.

Only I and the voices remain in this cold place. Only I can escape....and that will be soon. Wait for me...