Like an African gaily colored bird trapped in a zoo, away from home, you were trapped in a room longing to be free.

The crazy person that had held you captive was Annie Wilkes. You hated the fact that you relied on her to survive. It was a car crash you had gotten yourself into in a snow storm. You should've just waited out the storm instead of trying to go through it. Your leg hurt like hell.

Now on your wheelchair, you heard the door unlocking as Annie came through with the Norvil she gave you. Norvil, oh thank God for the Norvil, it ended your pain for a little while.

"Open up," she said, holding two tablets in between her fingers.

The Norvil was like a drug to you..