Secrets In the Shadows (Syzygy)

Chapter 22

Samantha's POV

The room was cold and uninviting, the air is heavy with a sense of foreboding. The need to escape was a constant, gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Ugh... what am I supposed to do?" I muttered to myself, frustration mounting as I paced back and forth in the room. My mind raced with anxious thoughts, and my heart pounded in my chest, each beat increasing my sense of urgency. It seemed too impossible to escape, with the front door locked.

I might break my bones before I can even landed on the ground if I take the window as my option. This house was like four store building. Seems like there's no possible way for me to get out of this mess other than for me to die.

I've been locked up here for days. I wasn't sure what was happening outside these walls. I have no idea what's going on with my friends, if they are still safe or in trouble. If they have talk with Olivia about me being somewhere both of us have no idea about. Or if someone is on their way to rescue me, out of this hell I have entered.

I thought biting the trap would be a chance for me to discover more. But how so if I'm locked up in these four corners. I'd been trying to establish a plan to be able to escape, but every angle I looked at seems too impossible.

I walked towards the big window, seeing trees and trees and trees. It wasn't much help to decertify where they had brought me. The only thing I can see is that I'm in the middle of the forest. And even if I had the chance to escape this place, when I get to the forest... there's still no assurance of my safety. There could be other wild animals or that kidnapper's minions lurking in the distance. I was starting to panic again with every thoughts I was thinking, thoughts that are possible.

And then, my face brighten up. That's it, everything in this place is possible.. I should always think that way. And I could do wonder don't I?

With a heavy sigh, I reminded myself of why I couldn't give up. The sacrifices my Aunt and I had made, and my friends are waiting for my return.. I promised them I would. I had come too far to let hope slip away now. I couldn't let our efforts be in vain. So, I had to find a way out, no matter what.

Roaming my eyes around the room, I searched for any possible tools or objects I could use to my advantage. I opened drawers that were unlocked and peek at holes I find suspicious. Until I looked behind the cabinet.

And then, there it was - a hammer, tucked away in a corner. My face brightened with newfound hope. Could this be the key to my escape? But it was too far out of my reach and I was taking a hard time pushing the cabinet away.

But I tried and tried to reach it until I successfully touched the tip of the handle, beads of sweat forming on my temple. "Almost there,... and gotcha!," I held it tightly in my hand as I stood up and dust off my shirt, contemplating my next move.

The thought crossed my mind - what if I could use the hammer to break through the walls? The house seemed old like its been made for decades now. The furniture looks new and unclean but the woods that are supporting this place seems not too rigid. It might just work. The expensive furniture contrasted with the old wooden frame, giving me a glimmer of hope. I had nothing to lose but everything to gain.

But doubts soon crept in. What if someone heard me? What if those monsters with their deadly claws came running to stop me? Fear threatened to consume me, but I shook my head, refusing to let it paralyze me. It was a risk I had to take, a chance that had to be seized, even if it meant facing the predators head-on.

Positioning myself in front of the wall, hammer in hand, I took a deep breath, ready to strike. "1... 2... 3..." I swung my arm with determination, only to feel the hammer bounced off the wood forcefully...  making me loose my grip on it.