[FINAL 1: ESCAPE]

Protag had already forgotten the day he'd arrived there, at that damn job, that damn building. When was the last time he'd been outside? When was the last time he'd gone home? Every memory of his "last time" was so blurry, he was even afraid of knowing if he'd live there until his death. But fate has its good and bad moments, right?

One day, in that damn loop inside the elevator, looking at what was on each floor, he found you; a small boy who seemed harmless and lost. He was left thinking about you because of the stress he'd been accumulating for months. Without saying much, he picked you up in his arms and returned to the lobby where that terrifying man was. He wanted them to let you out; this place wasn't for children, but to his surprise, something hit him like a shot to the heart:

?: "Oh, you can now request your two-month vacation."

Said that man, who had that smile that, although creepy, was kind and calm. Protag was bewildered; he didn't know what to say. The weight of those words was too much; he even felt the envious and hateful looks of some of his classmates who were there watching.

Protag nodded without removing that look of surprise and confusion. He walked slowly toward the main door of the building, and when he stepped out, he could see something he hadn't seen for a long time: the sunlight, vehicles and people passing by, the sound of the city, and the fresh air of the moment. He hugged you tightly. Were you his salvation from that place? How special were you? He didn't know what to think or say; he was so grateful to have found you at that moment.