You tried to escape many times, but your escape would always fail, no matter how much you tried to run away from this place—a prison that you couldn't escape—he would always manage to capture you. Preventing you any further to escape, after all, why would he let you escape?

Before you had been with this place, you knew that the people who had been his victims died already, the things that are for women, which he targeted mostly were around from this place. And now currently, you are his food, sooner or later, you will also die like the victims he had brought.

That thought alone made you motivated to escape once more. Callisto was more active at night, he was weak and not bothering you during the day, you were in the room that was presented for you, and you're standing in front of your window. Looking down, the height almost made your legs tremble, it was a fourth-story building, it was possible that you couldn't manage to live from this high.

However, as you grab your blanket, the sheets of your bed, even the clothes Callisto gave to you, you tie them all, making a rope out of it, it was long enough that makes you believe this should be okay, you can reach on the ground if you continue to climb down by this rope you made.

But as you crawl out of your window, your hands gripping tightly from the fabrics, two strong hands hold your waist, stopping you any further. As you heard his familiar voice being spoken closely to your ear.

"Where do you think you're going, pet?"

Before you could place your hands to his to let you go from his grip, Callisto dragged you back in as he muttered under his breath. "Planning to escape from me again, I see."