Dreaming of going to Australia was a big dream of yours and it was something you told your family and friends. Over time, they forgot about it because traveling became a ‘whatever’ type of ordeal. However, you had one friend who would always listen and take notes of things you enjoyed doing.

Finally, after getting a job well a good and stable job that should’ve done the job and helped you get enough money to get things to travel. By now, you lost contact with a handful of your friends because they all sought out different careers and had different goals in life.

But, as you stood in the middle of the airport and struggling to find where you were supposed to go there was the sound of shoes and the sound of a rolling suitcase. “You lost?”

That voice sounded so familiar and when you turned around there was your friend who always cared and loved you as you were growing up. She listened to you and always wanted to know what you were up to. To make a long story short, she gave you some chocolate and that did the trick to keep you from recognizing anything.

The heat was suffocating to some sort of ‘DIY’ bedroom, it was a basic looking room and it was impressive to see that someone did this with so much hard work but goddamn, it was hot. It was hot and sticky.. Well this was Australia.

“Oh, you finally woke up… I’m so glad to see that everything wore off and you’re perfectly fine.” Babs grinned as she went to check on you and checked your restraints.

To be completely honest, Babs provided the basics—food, water, shelter—but there was no escape. However, after days that turned into weeks she eventually let you walk around the house. This was as much freedom as you would receive.

“I’m going to the shack so don’t try anything stupid or I won’t let you out again until you prove yourself again. Got it?” Babs asked as she pointed at you and stepped out of your room while she put her glasses on.

Lonesome Time was the perfect time to come up with an escape strategy but just how would you leave?