It had been almost a day since Lesley was allowed to rest from torture. The room he was kept in was dark and allowed in very little light rays.

Lesley could barely see anything in the room even as he strained his eyes to capture the position of things in the room for his escape.

Even though he tried as much as he could not to think of home and just focus on getting himself out of there,he still couldn't stop his mind from wandering off once in a while.

And whenever it does,it never stopped to taunt him on how he has disappointed those that loved and trusted him....