It was another escaping attempt in your kidnapper's house. You've been kidnapped for 2 years. 2 freaking years. But you never gave up hope. You were in the kitchen, looking for something to get out with when you saw a knife. You grabbed it and suddenly, the front door opened.

"I'm home!" I then looked from the door and saw you in the kitchen. You were hiding something behind your back. I closed the door and walked up to you. "How'd you get out of your room? I locked it twice last morning.."