Amy was going to die if she didn't escape. Every tear in her body spilled out down her cheeks. Every inch of chain was holding her back. She screamed in pain every time she slid back trying to grab a sharp object. Finally, she picked up a knife and cut the chains. She was free. Amy climbed Out the tiny window and dodged through the roads trying to locate where she was. Her house was 6 miles away. She tired getting someone to take her for 40 dollars. Someone finally pulled up and drove her down to her house. When she got out, she thanked the driver and paid it. The driver slowly pulled out and Amy ran in the house. Every nerve in her body was in pain. All she wanted to do was sleep. But she had something to find out.

Why did the person kill her husband?

Many questions flowed through as she write down a letter. She was going to get pictures of the room. She had to somehow.

But how?

The kidnapper was unknown. She just wanted her husband to be there, but he wasn't going to be ever. He used to always cuddle her at night if she was scared, now shes shivering crying her self to sleep. The cold wind breezing from the window of the night made her skin change paler. Her body shivered in the light as she shut her window and turned on her fan heater. Every inch of her was frozen. 

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Sorry for the short chapter! I have been busy recently and had no time to write. But i wanted to keep you updated so i managed to write you a short chapter :)