"So you wrote a letter to your new friends, Crystal?" I had to to say goodbye at least. "Did you tell them where we are?" No, father. I did nothing of the sort. "Ok, so no whipping for that, but you get a whipping for every friend you make at that school. How many friends, Crystal?" I made 7 friends. "Alright then, 7 beatings for you." 1 'SNAP' 2 'SNAP' 3 'SNAP' 4 'SNAP' Ahhhhh 5 'SNAP' 6 'SNAP, CRACK!' "Oops, looks like I broke your arm." And 7 'SLAP'. "See that wasn't to bad, now was it?" He says with an evil, raspy, sound in his voice. I am sobbing uncontrollably by now. It hurts so bad, so much, and it is so dark. He put a blindfold on me. Great. Then I hear a knock at the door. "If it is one of your friends, you won't live till tomorrow." He goes up the stairs to the door. When he is upstairs, I hear a click at the window. I feel a breeze blow and I ask Maka, in a raspy voice. "Yes, it is me. We are here to bust you out. Now, hold still." I heard a swoosh through the air as the wrist bands come off. I move my right hand, because my left is broken. "Are you ok?" Not really, but I will be fine later. Let's get out of here. I hear the steps of the stairs. 'Step' 'Step' 'Step' Go, Go, Go. I crawled out the window and shut it tight. Soul took of my blindfold. We fled into the trees.