I lost all hold of the bar, he had me and took me from what I was starting to call home. I was walked out like a prisoner and forced down the hall, I turned my head to the cages I passed. Most were empty, some with a kid, a teen or a dog but their was one dog in particular that caught my eye "chase?" I whisper yelled, chase wags his tail as a response, I got taken further down the hall til we got to a black door that looked like you would fall into it if you got to close. The man used one hand to turn the handle, with his other hand on me he shoved the door open, I swallowed hard and closed my eyes. I opened my eyes after being pulled into the dark room and sat on a giant metal folding chair, I was tied to it. I grunted trying to get loose from the rope, I jerked my hands around but it wouldn't budge. I stopped jerking the rope when I heard a man clear his throat from in the dark around me. I swallowed hard "what do you want"! I yelled, I heard footsteps through the dark, they got louder and louder. I shuffled my feet back making the metal chair scrape across the cement floor, suddenly the chair fell over backward making the chair land on my hands that are tied to the back of it, I screamed out in pain. I could feel a heart beat in my hands as they bruised and swelled.

I heard the footsteps get louder, I could hear breathing but I seen nothing it was all to dark. " why are you trying to leave town"? a deep voice said through the dark " theirs nothing left for me here" I said quietly. "Ah I see but you must stay here" the voice replied, "why? why!? Do I have to stay your just going to kill me anyway" I scolded.

" You've it all wrong Kenny were not trying to kill you were trying to stop you" the man in the dark said "stop me from escaping"? I asked with a look of thought on my face. The man walked til I heard a flick noise, a little light came on in the room. I shut my eyes due to the light that shone. The man walked up to me so I could see his smug bearded face as he pulled the chair back up with me still tied to it. He looked me in the eyes with a scold " their is nothing left out there for you or your little group" the man told me in a low serious tone, he took his hand off the chair and paced around the room why I sat and thought. What does he mean nothing's out there is their really nothing over those walls but just a field, I tilted my head down and looked down at the cement floor is he telling the truth? I cant trust this guy their has to be something more over that wall.