Nell's PoV.

I can't breake down. That's what I keep telling myself every time he cuts me or slaps me. He doesn't cut me deep when he does but it hurts just as much. And I'm sure the only reason is so I won't pass out or die from blood loss. He have asked me a lot of different things but I still haven't answered any of them.

He left half an hour ago to get us lunch, I'm not to any use if I starve to death either. He did lock the door but I think there is a back door that he haven't thought about. But I'm still trapped to this chair. And even if I wasn't I am not so sure that I actually could walk with my legs. But I have to get out of here. One way or another.

And I refuse to leave this place in a body bag. If I get out of this alive I promise myself to do more stuff. Live my life. Go to some party or a bar some saturday night instead of staying home watching tv. Meet people. Maybe travel somewhere, I have always wanted to explore a real cave. Or an old abandoned ruin of a castle or something. And I want to go out with Eric. See if our thing finally can be something more.

That thought makes me smile a little. I do want it to be something more. Yeah I have to get out of here. I will get out of here. I look around on the floor. It's full of dust and garbage and old rusty stuff. I can see something made out of metal lying on a paper box maybe 5 feet away, that might work to cut of the ropes. But I don't know how I'm supposed to grab it. My hands are bound and I can't reach it. I try to move my chair a little.

It's a lot harder than you would think. The wounds on my arms and legs hurts. But I succeed and my chair moves a little, little bit. I am going to get out of here and I don't care if it hurts to move and walk. If I stay here I will die eventually. I don't think it's going to take them so long time ti realise that I am not going to tell them anything and then i won't be to any use and they will kill me.

I keep working at moving my chair and after 10 minutes I have moved 4 feet. Some of my wounds have opened again and started to bleed. My hands are bound behind the chair so to be able to take the metal thing I have to turn my chair. I take a deep breath and continue. This could all be a waste of time and my energy, he could come back any second and make sure that I will never escape. But I still have to try and I will do my best.