I hear footsteps coming down the hallway and, from how silent they are trying to be, I already know who it is, Chris. I have known him since junior high, and he was a warrior here. He always had a crush on me, and I was going to make use of it, as he was my only hope to get out of here. Whatever I need to do, I will. I have to make sure I can escape, and get my revenge. I have nothing left to do but think, and there is no other way for me. I need help. I can’t do it alone. I am about to put my plan into play now, and I am praying to the Goddess that it works.
I am sitting on the floor, so I will look more pitiful as I will be looking up at him. I quickly prick my eyes with my right side pinkie nail, so they are filled with tears, and I get ready to do the acting job of my life. I see Chr
