I dressed in the usual baggy shirt and sweat pants. Good enough. I still felt guilty about sleeping with him. I shouldn't have done that. I came downstairs.

"Dennis?" I called but no one answered. "Hedwig? Patricia? Berry?" I kept calling names. I got to the living room and my heart skipped a beat. My shoes. I ran to them as best I could and pulled them on. Now I'm glad I slept with him. Maybe he felt bad about earlier. I wanna try and play him to get what I want but I can't manage to keep myself together. This is so stressful.

I bounced slightly in the shoes and looked out the window. He's gone. HE'S GONE! Now is my chance. I was going to wait until my leg was healed.

I looked through the house. I went to what looked like a basement. The door was open a open lock hung on it. I limped down the stairs and saw the cots. There were so many. He was going to take more girls. Shit. I need to get out and warn everyone. I limped back up the stairs and went to 'my' room. I couldn't find anything of use. Half the stuff in the house was locked up.

I went into the dirty hamper in my room and grabbed the sheet I had taken from Dennis's room earlier. I grabbed it and ripped it in half. I did the same to the sheets in my room. I tied them all together. I opened my window. It was long enough for a safe escape. I'm glad I won't be using plan B- the pool. That one terrified me.

At any moment Dennis could come home. I was scared. My heart raced. I tied the sheets to the bed post and pushed the bed closer to the window. I quickly locked my bedroom door incase he came back. I grabbed the sheet and put my feet out the window first. Soon all of me was out. Using my legs to stop me from sliding down to fast hurt. I had little upper body strength. I needed to go fast. I climbed down inch by inch. Here and there my feet slipping off where the squeezed together of the sheet. One hand would slip while the other slid. Hello ropeburn. Finally I dangled a foot above the ground and dropped. That small drop fucking hurt.

I looked around and I didn't hear a thing. I started limping towards the woods. Thankful I finally had shoes. Honestly I wouldn't be able to do this barefoot, expecially with one leg fucked up. I got closer and closer to the trees when I heard a car driving over gravel. Dennis was back. I started to go as fast as I can putting as much weight as I could on my leg. It was probably few minutes later of hobbling away before I heard that faint but loud scream.

"CASEY!" And it wasn't happy.