Monica POV
"Can you get this collar off of me? If they find out I'm gone I don't want them to use this to bring me down again."
She reaches out to feel my collar and starts turning it. "No, I'm sorry it doesn't look like I can get it off. You'll need some kind of bolt cutter or something. Maybe once we get out of here I can shift and try to bite it off, but it's a little too close to your skin I'd be afraid I'd bite you."
"Okay, okay that's fine, just help me out of here. I think I have some broken bones in my back. I'll need you to help me walk out."
"Come on," she helps me stand up and throws my arm around her shoulder. She opens the door and looks around, when neither of us hear anything we start to move outside the door. She pauses to pull it closed behind her. I'm surprised there'
