"Didn't I tell you it's futile?" You hear the disappointed 'tsk' Sae makes behind you, already imagining the way his facial features twisted in mock amusement at your attempts to flee.

You try not to listen, bile pressing against your throat uncomfortably as you tugged at the knob, twisting and turning at it desperately.

He steps closer. You were so close.. just a door away from freedom. Another step. It signals the end of your retaliation, and Sae smiles cruelly.

"What'd I tell you?"