Misa was falling apart. She was not herself. She felt helpless. 'I need to get out of here!' She thought. No one has came to her room in days. She looked at the window that she once tried to escape from. It was locked from what happened. 

 She saw the one thing of entertainment in that room. A very thick book. She picked the book up. It was heavy to her since she hasn't eaten and when she does it's very little. She threw the book at the window. The window shattered, many small fragments of glass everywhere. She jumped out of the window and tried to run away.