Chapter 155

Author's POV

He struggled hard with the rope used to tie his hands together, no matter how much he pushed and groaned it still wouldn't come off. Tom could feel his breath holes closing uk, even though he was blindfolded he could tell the room the put him in was dark and small. His claustrophobic symptom was beginning to draw in again.

Letting out a string of curses, he dragged the chair with all of his weight and ended up falling face down. He groaned in despair as the awful smell of the floor hit his nostrils. It felt like where he was locked in had been an disposing spot for men. Pulling his weight, he fell back on the chair with his face turned up.

His arms and legs felt clamped together, with his eyes being covered up for such a long time. Tom thinks he might have fallen blind as well. Just when he attempted to push himself to the wall, and try to free himself the door opened. The smell of fresh nice air hit him.

"Well, well, seems like someone is trying to make an escape. Isn