Losing something precious

"Arghhh!" raged Tristan.

He kept remembering Livy's words. He doesn't want to be used anymore. Tristan got up from his sitting position, walked to the door, and pressed the door knob.

"Damn the lock. He said he wanted to give me a chance, but instead he locked me in here!" Tristan raged.

Tristan walked over to the window and opened all the curtains. He tried to open the windows and doors to get to the balcony. And again, it was locked.

"This is a trap! He locked me in here on purpose!" exclaimed Tristan, feeling very upset.

Tristan took out his pintol that was under his clothes. He shot the padlock that locked the window until it broke. He rushed to open the balcony door. He walked to the balcony and saw several of Bastian's men down there patrolling. Tristan crouched down as one of the men looked up. The room Tristan was in was on the fourth floor. There was no way he could just jump down; that would be suicide.

Tristan went back into the room and look