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I stare up at the dark wall, finding thehigh up I don’t see anyone, but I know he’s been taken

I slip the jacket on and zip it up before I start shouting, like that is so to help

“Langston! Don’t you dare hurt him!”

I pound my fists into the wall “Take me instead!”

There is no answer

I look around the room for a door, or any other option to escape that may have appeared in the last five seconds But of course, there isn’t another

My options are to break through a wall, dig out underneath the wall, or climb out

I’ out My only option to try and reach Langston is to climb out

I grip ave ston was below to catchto be impossible

I stare up at the wall, more determined than ever

I don’t knohat Langston is going through—torture, agony, rape Is he hanging onto the edge of death? Or is he spilling secrets to stay alive and return home to his kids?

I have to get to Langston I have to find a way to rescue him

I grab onto the ithout another thought and begin to cli until the light shines and makes it easier; there isn’t amyself I just climb

I’her and higher My side aches and burns with each ston won’t die, not this way I can’t let him

So I keep cli