***
The next day, before Ryker came to find out my decision, Amy and I plotted a means of escape. Since I still couldn't reach Ace, I settled to find a means out of this hellhole myself.
I had checked around the cabin I was locked in, and the woods were too strong to be broken. Also, there was no escape means around. The only place air seeped through was the spaces between the logs and they were tiny enough only for insects.
Our hours of planning didn't seem to be fruitful.
I sighed, after trying one last time to break down the wood.
"Let's try again. We can keep going until it gets weak and then we can break it easily," Amy encouraged.
"We've been going all night; if we keep up, we might get caught," I warned her, but she continuously pushed me on.
I transformed, rolled back,
