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As an act of desperation, I spit out the artificial Dragonite piece and vomited in her face.
"AAH MY EYES!"
As she rolled on the floor i spotted her bag.. within reach, i snatched it and looked inside.
A handkerchief, no i don't need that... mascara? Since when does she use that? Never mind, time is of an essence. Rope? Nah.. Money? Later..
"Ooh.. i cant see.. my eyes argh ETHAN YOU'RE A VERY DIRTY BIRDY wait till I grab my knives!"
Knives!
I found it! The knife she used! First things first.. I lowered to my feet and used it to take the bolts from my feet. Shooting pain immediately. More than I would've handled, but adrenaline was dominating me. Finally I was free. With knife in hand, I ran around the room. No door.. No DOOR. Where the hell is the freaking door!!
The window.
With my remaining strength I clung to the window and held on. Not before Lyra could hold on to me.
"Eeeeethaaaan ETHAN GET BACK IN HERE NOW. WERE NOT DONE. DON'T MAKE ME KILL YOU!" She screamed.
I retorted "Not on your life bitch." And swung the blade into her face. Slashing it across her nose, then ear to ear. I kicked, pushing her to the ground. Finally free, I jumped out and realized my mistake. Free-falling.
I feel for a couple of seconds.. why did i jump without looking? Fear? That's a good reason. But now i'm free-falling from.. how tall was this buil-
