Escape

Escape artist picture

I was left in the darkness, wrapped tightly in a white restraining suit. This was a familiar scene and the adrenaline soon started to rise, stirring me into action. I dislocated my shoulders and wriggled painfully until I was able to extract first one arm, then the other. At last I was free. I rose, found the door, searched for the handle, braced myself for rapturous applause. The door did not open, and there was no cheer, nothing, just the darkness, and the padded walls.

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