I scream with fear, bouncing around on the mattress as I hear a loud air horn blast through the room. It's loud and blasting and it gives me a sudden wake-up call to my surroundings and fearful anxiety.

I jolt with pain, the pain of the electricity in my neck stings like nothing else. My neck must be red by now.

"̷N̶e̶x̸t̶ ̸t̸i̷m̸e̸,̸ ̴I̷ ̷d̴o̶n̵'̷t̸ ̴t̶h̷i̶n̷k̵ ̵y̴o̷u̴'̸r̵e̴ ̵s̷u̷p̶p̷o̶s̸e̴d̵ ̸t̷o̸ ̸s̸c̷r̵e̸a̸m̴ ̴w̴h̵e̴n̵ ̵y̴o̸u̷ ̸f̴i̷r̵s̴t̴ ̸w̸a̷k̵e̵ ̵u̴p̷!̴"̶

I look up expecting to see Anti, but instead, I see Daiishu. The darkness of the room hides her eyes, making her laugh more imitating. Her smile is grimace and horrific.

"̷G̸o̷o̵d̵ ̵m̸o̶o̶o̷r̵r̶r̸r̴r̴n̶i̸n̸g̶ ̸s̷l̴e̶e̸p̵y̸ ̴h̴e̵a̵d̸~̸!̵"̸

Normally I would snap back but because of Daiishu, I remember the situation I'm in, including my game plan. So I decide to hold back. Especially because she would probably control the collar too.

"̵G̶e̵t̴ ̵u̵p̵,̵ ̷I̷ ̸h̵o̷p̶e̵ ̵y̷o̸u̸ ̶k̷n̸o̶w̸ ̷h̵o̸w̴ ̶t̵o̶ ̴m̴a̵k̶e̷ ̶b̷r̶e̵a̴k̴f̴a̶s̷t̷~̸.̵"̷ She then turns her back to me and slams the door behind her. I barely jump or flinch this time. I'm prepared, I expected her to slam the door.

I'm determined, I have to be strong if I want this game plan to work. Whatever the plan is... I get out of the mattress and get into a pink Pikachu shirt, a grey-black fluffy jacket, blue skinny jeans, my brown, short hair down with my light grey beanie on, dark grey gloves and black socks.

Determined, I walk downstairs and into the lounge. Or I try.

"Ahh!"

I stumble, tripping down the stairs. I groan in agony from my pain, and I hear the sinister laughter of a man up top.

There, he leans against the wall, twiddling a knife in his hands. Anti. He pushed me..!

"̴Y̴o̷u̸'̷r̷e̸ ̴a̶ ̵b̵i̸t̴ ̵s̶l̸o̶w̷,̵ ̵a̴r̷e̸n̸'̷t̸ ̶y̷o̸u̵?̶"̴

I growl at him, holding my sore.

Zap!

"̸Y̴o̷u̵'̵r̴e̴ ̵n̸o̵t̵ ̸t̸h̷e̴ ̷s̷m̸a̷r̴t̵e̷s̶t̸ ̵e̸i̴t̶h̶e̵r̷.̷.̵.̷"̶

In the room to the left of the stairs is the dining room. I walk through, limping a little and notice the kitchen behind the bench.

On the table, I see Daiishu eating food of her choice. Her food is a bit, extreme.

Anti pushes past me rudely, I mumble curse words in my head. Anti is definitely violent and shocking, but I need to persevere. I take a deep breath, ready for the day.

"Can I help myself to food or am I restricted?"

Anti looks up at me with disgust for a minute, before going back down.

"̷S̶u̸r̵e̵,̸ ̷g̴o̵ ̶a̶h̶e̵a̴d̶~̸.̵"̴ Daiishu grins. "̴H̶e̴l̴p̸ ̷y̸o̶u̵r̶s̷e̵l̵f̸,̵ ̵b̶u̵t̶ ̶n̶o̴t̵ ̸t̷o̶o̴ ̸m̴u̵c̸h̶~̸.̸"̸

Define that...

I walk behind the counter and look for a bowl. Eventually, I find and get a cutting board to cut fruit.

̸"̴A̸ ̸b̷o̶w̶l̴ ̷o̶f̵ ̶f̴r̵u̸i̴t̴.̸.̸?̶"̴ Anti questions me.

"̴A̸ ̵b̴o̷w̷l̵ ̶o̵f̶ ̷f̷r̴u̷i̴t̷ ̸i̴s̵ ̴f̸i̴n̴e̶.̵ ̴L̵e̶t̶ ̴h̵e̶r̷ ̵b̷e̶~̵.̶"̶ Daiishu smirks.

Here's the first step of my plan. I'm going to need a pen and an empty note to keep things in track. But I'm gonna need a different reason for why I want it in my grasp. They wouldn't want me to write notes to aid in escape.

Anti is rougher than what Daiishu is, so while I eat my fruit, I wait for Anti to leave so I can talk to Daiishu myself. I would have a least a little bit more of a chance to get it if I ask her. Anti would never trust me under any circumstances.

"So Daiishu, depending on how long I'd be here, I don't want to get bored in my free time." I begin.

"̴S̶o̵ ̶w̵h̵a̷t̷ ̸d̷o̷ ̷y̵o̵u̴ ̸w̴a̶n̵t̷~̴?̴"̶ She frowns, staring me down.

Be brave. You have one chance, don't blow it. You can do this.

"Can I, have a book to write in? My hobbies are making fictional characters and writing stories with them. I was hoping I could do that."

She pushes her head closer, staring me dead in the eyes. She's trying to see if I'm lying. I have to stare back.

We both stare at each other with an intensity that's out of this world. I stare at her determined, my heart races. 

Please believe me...

Suddenly she breaks and begins to laugh. A real, genuine laugh. It reminds me of the real Signe. Why is she laughing like that?

"̵O̴k̷a̶y̶,̴ ̴o̴k̶a̴y̷.̶ ̴Y̴o̵u̴ ̵w̶i̵n̶.̶ ̶F̵o̶l̶l̶o̵w̵ ̴m̸e̵~̶.̵"̷

She gets up from her seat and walks upstairs. Meanwhile, I'm confused and paranoid at the same time. Did I really win like that? It doesn't feel right...

We walk into a room that looks like a spare room. Filled with books and boxes. The room is a little cramped because of it. She goes to the bookshelf and glides her hands over the books. She pulls a couple out to check them before putting them back in their prospective spot.

One she pulls out she flips through. She shuts the book then walks over to me, placing it in my hands. It a black book with white fog patterns and a square in the middle which says 'NOTEBOOK'.

"̶T̵h̶e̷r̶e̷ ̵w̵e̸ ̵g̸o̴,̷ ̵a̴n̸ ̷e̶m̸p̵t̴y̷ ̵b̷o̶o̴k̴ ̵j̵u̴s̴t̷ ̶f̴o̵r̴ ̸y̵o̶u̶.̴ ̸H̴e̷r̸e̷'̴s̶ ̶a̴ ̴p̵e̵n̶ ̷w̶h̶i̴l̴e̸ ̷y̶o̵u̴'̸r̸e̵ ̸a̶t̶ ̷i̴t̵.̶ ̵I̷ ̷h̷o̷p̷e̷ ̷y̶o̵u̸r̶ ̴s̴t̶o̸r̴i̴e̵s̴ ̶a̸n̶d̸ ̵c̴h̸a̴r̸a̵c̵t̶e̷r̶s̶ ̴a̷r̵e̴ ̶g̶o̷o̶d̴ ̵e̸n̴o̸u̴g̴h̸~̶.̶ She says in a teasing tone, and puts a multi-colored pen. Purple, pink, light blue and light green.

I almost feel insulted by the good enough remark as she walks out to the lounge where Anti is.

Thoughts fill in my mind, but I can't dawdle or waste any time. Clutching the book in hand, I open it and begin to write as I head to the bathroom. Yet, I cling to the feeling of dread which helps me stay on my toes. I can't be oblivious, not now...

Plan of escape ideas.

I look at the cabinet to see it has a padlock. Inside is things that are normal, but there is also a bottle of poison and sleeping pills.

- cabinet in bathroom
- locked with a padlock, must find key + 4 digit code
- inside is a bottle of poison and sleeping pills

GOAL/IDEA - use sleeping pills on Daiishu + Anti to find more info & escape ideas
- put it in coffee, tea, etc (like drugging)

I close the book and look around, I need to be cautious when I write notes. The last thing I want is for them to walk in on me. I quickly walk out and into the hallway. The room beside Sean's recording room appears to be the bedroom for Anti and Daiishu.

- look for info in Daiishu + Anti's room

It's too dangerous to do that right now, with them having the chance for them to walk in on me. That would be the worst-case scenario. And I can't ask to go on the computer, Anti already made it clear in my head.

The only time I would be able to properly search for information is when the two of the aren't around at all. Or...

For now, all I can do is-

"̵T̴H̴E̸R̷E̷ ̴Y̶O̸U̶ ̵A̶R̵E̶!̴"̶

Anti climbs up the stairs and grabs my arm tightly. I yelp as his grip becomes tight and painful.

"̶I̴'̵m̴ ̸g̴o̸i̵n̶g̸ ̸t̶o̷ ̵h̶a̵v̵e̶ ̸f̶u̶n̵ ̶w̷i̷t̴h̸ ̴y̴o̴u̶,̶ ̸a̴n̷d̸ ̵y̵o̶u̸'̵l̶l̷ ̴g̸i̵v̴e̷ ̸m̸e̶ ̵w̸h̷a̷t̵ ̴I̴ ̷w̷a̶n̴t̷.̶"̶

Before I can make another move, I'm being dragged into a bottom floor of his house. A basement.

Anti throws me with a strong force and I slide across the concrete painfully, nearly hitting the wall. 

I held onto the book and pen tightly, I can't let it go. No.

"̶W̶h̸e̷r̷e̵'̴d̴ ̸y̵o̴u̷ ̵g̶e̷t̴ ̵t̷h̷e̸ ̷b̷o̷o̶k̴?̷"̸ He growls crouching down, shoving the knife in my face.

"Daiishu aloud me to. I wanted to write a story or make fictional characters in my spare time." I explain weakly.

He hesitates, staring me down as if trying to read if I'm lying or not.

"̵M̴i̴n̴d̶ ̶i̵f̴ ̷I̶ ̸t̵a̸k̵e̸ ̷a̴ ̴l̵o̸o̸k̸ ̸t̵h̴e̵n̴?̷"̸

"No, I haven't done anything. You wouldn't want to waste your time will you?" I quickly state.

If he reads my notes then I'm dead. He'll get angry, hurt me more than what he might do any second. He looks down at me smiling. Laughing. Mocking. Teasing.

This is traumatizing...

"̷Y̴o̴u̸ ̶t̸h̶i̸n̶k̵ ̵y̵o̷u̴'̷r̸e̸ ̵r̶e̷a̸l̵l̵y̷ ̸s̷m̸a̸r̴t̷ ̴d̶o̴n̶'̴t̷ ̵y̴o̴u̷?̶ ̵H̶o̴w̷ ̸m̵u̶c̵h̴ ̶d̶o̷ ̸y̵o̶u̵ ̵w̷a̶n̵t̷ ̵t̸o̶ ̸b̶e̵t̸ ̵t̸h̶a̵t̵ ̷y̴o̶u̸ ̴w̶r̶o̵t̵e̴ ̶n̴o̴t̴e̶s̷ ̶d̵o̵w̸n̸ ̷i̶n̸ ̵a̶i̴d̶ ̴o̸f̶ ̶y̷o̷u̸r̸ ̵e̵s̶c̵a̸p̸e̶,̸ ̶h̸u̴h̵!̵?̸"̸

"I-I didn't! I swear!" I exclaim, tears stinging in the back of my eyes. He isn't easy to trick...

"̶T̶h̸a̶t̶'̷s̷ ̸b̴u̵l̸l̴s̶h̷i̷t̵!̴ ̸D̵o̷ ̷y̵o̸u̸ ̴t̷a̷k̶e̸ ̷m̴e̸ ̴f̷o̴r̴ ̸a̷ ̸f̷o̴o̶l̷!̴?̷"̸

He stands up and throws the book against the wall and the pen with it. It doesn't do much damage but Anti has me in his grip so I can't run to go get it.

I wince in pain as he grabs my by the shirt and drags me to a chair. I scream and kick as much as I can to get out, but it's no use. Anti already has me pinned to the arms and legs of the chair. I can't escape now. My heart races with fear.

"̴G̵I̴V̵E̸ ̵M̷E̴ ̶W̷H̴A̴T̸ ̶I̸ ̶W̴A̵N̶T̶!̷ ̷O̸R̷ ̸E̷L̵S̴E̶ ̴W̶E̶,̷ ̵w̴e̴ ̸w̶i̵l̸l̷ ̷h̸a̶v̴e̵ ̷l̸o̸t̶s̵ ̶o̴f̸ ̸f̵u̴n̵!̸ ̷Y̶o̶u̵ ̷a̵n̸d̴ ̷m̵e̷,̸ ̷t̶o̷g̸e̸t̸h̶e̵r̵.̷"̷

His laughter and grin is terrifying and pierces into me. It frightens me more than anything in the world. But do I really want him to get to me? If I don't be strong, that'll let him win! For the first time, I build up all my strength together. I'm ready for what he has install.

"No."

He hesitates, looking at me as if I told a corny joke.

"̴E̸x̸c̷u̶s̶e̸ ̷m̷e̴.̷.̴?̶"̸

"I-I, I said no!"

I feel his hand slap my cheek and my head turns with it. Pain stings on my cheek, and a single tear rolls down my eye. It remains burning, the sound that broke through the air.

He pulls my face in order to look at him. He is beyond angry.

"̴W̸h̵y̶ ̴d̶o̷ ̸y̶o̶u̵ ̵t̵h̴i̴n̴k̶ ̶Y̵O̵U̷'̸R̶E̸ ̶i̷n̶ ̵c̵o̵n̷t̵r̷o̵l̷!̷?̷ ̸I̶ ̷a̵m̴ ̴y̴o̶u̴r̷ ̸m̵a̸s̷t̴e̸r̵,̸ ̶Y̷O̴U̶ ̴O̶B̷E̶Y̴ ̵M̸E̷!̵!̵"̷

He lets me go roughly, which makes my head shake a little. My hands begin to shake and sweat as I watch him walk into the darkness of the basement, and comes back with a trolley.

"N-no. STAY AWAY! GET AWAY FROM ME!!"

In that trolley has weapons and utensils of all sorts. He picks up a butcher knife and rolls my sleeve.

"̶H̷e̶h̸e̴h̷e̷h̶e̸h̵e̵h̷e̶!̸ ̷L̷e̷t̸ ̵t̶h̷e̸ ̶f̵u̷n̸ ̵b̷e̷g̶i̶n̷!̵!̶"̷