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EP 8 CHAPTER 30 EMBERLYN WOLFSONG. I return my attention to the main door, which is still locked, and fold my arms as I continue to look at it with a lot of thoughts racing through my mind; I guess that is the door I will have to deal with, and I am not giving up on it. I rush back to the room where she kept me and then step inside, looking around for any kind of strong facility I can use as a weapon to smash the door handle open. I need to get out, and I understand that this is my only chance. I frown slightly as I look at the table where she placed my food. Well, nothing bothers me anymore, and I am going to do whatever my instinct tells me to. I move over to the table, take out the tray and jar, place them both down next to my bed, and study it for a while before examining one of it