You broke something. Or maybe something in you broke. You just..didn't expect it...didn't think of it as a possibility, not even in all the attempts that you did before your sanity had crumbled this fucking bad. But after he..your kidnapper and life line had disappeared for 3 days, you lost it, and started breaking things again, hurling things in ever which way like the house was your personal rage room. But you hadn't expected to do anything like this. Break a window. It scared you almost? 