Now... at the bottom of house. And I'm talking basement bottom, not the first floor. No, no.

Beacase in that basement holds a cell, which holds Stephen. Who will be in there till next morning and once more placed back in the cell again.

Same cycle that has been happening for years. He protects the others from harm while he tries to find the best place to escape.

***

Now I know what your thinking.

Why doesn't he give up already?

Well that's the thing he can't.

Stephen is a stubborn, plus he just wants the best for his family.

Now let's continue back to his wonderful tale about a boy in a cell that's located in basement....

***

He is sitting there inside the cell that reeks of mildew, wet stone, and... nothing else after that. Unless you count him, for he hadn't had the chance to shower in a week. Some maybe body order too.

Stephen was fiddling with a rock he used to scratch marks on the wall of cell. Which counted off the days of how long they been here.

So your by now surprised he can count.... Yay!

Anyways, today had officially marked there 5th or 9th year here.

So roughly about 1825-3285 days...?

Stephen then went over to another wall of the cell and Mark an 'X' over his other, now failed plan.

He sighed deeply as he fiddled with the rock in his hands watching it slip through his fingers like silk and had a gentle, cool touch to his palms. His brown hair was a mess as he kept his green eyes hidden away by his closed eyelids of doors.

He could smell food leak from the roof of the cell. He could smell the cold, soupy porridge and dried bread, and could even taste the cool, metallic taste of the water that barely filled the cups they drink out of. Or maybe it was mildew of the cell... anyways, once again releasing another sigh. He looked around his cell and began formulating a new plan.

On he was going to need his younger brother, Clover, help with. And hopefully they might pull it off, and finally escape the nastiness of this dump, and gloomy place.

Their dream would finally becoming true!

Except there was one problem....

What if the master of the household throws him in here on the night of that escape.

Now that right there... is tragic.