Reed
"Thirty days I have been in this hell hole. Counting steps. Keeping objects I feel can help me. Nothing is left unprotected. It's like Fort Knots here. No one speaks English, only the asses that brought me here."
Working on the one window frame, Reed finally gets the wood loosened. Pulling it off easily so as not to break it it exposes the bars. Surprisingly, they are encased with wood, not cement. That will make it a lot easier to get out. Placing the wood piece back, making sure it's perfect, Reed puts his plan of escape in order.
Hearing the footsteps outside, Reed knew it was supper time. Soon, the darkness will take over, and he can hopefully get out unseen.
"Good evening. " Reed says as the maid sets his table up. "Do you understand anything I say?"
Standing there staring
