Chapter 2: Escape

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Evelyn That morning I woke up numb. It was so cold and I had only one old  blanket. Beside that I was in linen summer pants and blouse and here it seemed like it's winter time. Not to forget the old mattress, I felt every spring in it. I got up and went to the door on the left side. My joy that there was indeed a toilet quickly went down when I realised it was a squat toilet, an old and rusty one that seemed that noone got in there for the last hundred years. My anger rose. God I hate this place! I hate this man! What does he want from me. If he wanted to kill me too he could've done it already. Or anything else.. What does he have of keeping me locked in here. And what is his connection with my father. A knock on the door got me out of my toughts. Is the monster knocking now? The door opened and a woman, carrying a tray, entered the room. "Good morning. " she said with a smile on her face:  " You must be starving so I got you something to eat. "   She was maybe around 60 years old, had short gray hair and happy looking brown eyes.    " Good morning...Thank you. " I replyed feeling a little bit warmer around my heart. " And it's cold here too. I'll get you more blankets until Theo comes back." So the bastards name was Theo.. "Come, eat before it gets cold" she said putting the tray with food on the bed. And oh my goodness, it smelled terrific! There were some type of doughnuts, with cottage cheese, some type of salami sausage and some jam. Just now I realised how hungry I acctually am. But, wait a second. This is all so strage. I am trapped here yet I have someone to take care of me? " Who are you? " I asked her distrustful. " My name is Dianna. I...Live here. Take care of this place.." " And of this man? " I interrupt her. " Why am I here? " " I would also like to know." she said in defeat.  " Theo is not a bad kid. He's just been through a lot of adversity in his life. And had trouble fitting in.... But I'm sure he doesn't mean you any harm. I'll talk to him when he gets back. A guest can not stay in a place like this!" Listening to her I got an impression that she is rather harmless so i started to eat some of the food she had brought. It seemed to me that they are close by the way she was talking about him. She continued to deprecate about the room and the weather and also about Theo's unexpected behaviour.  " But enough about that. What's your name dear?" "Evelyn. And I don't really think he means no harm. He had... quite a clash with my father. " I eased a bit, I had the feeling the truth would upset her. "And whats your father's name?" " Maxwell Walsh." " Are you sure? " she said a little panicky. "About my father's name? "  " About them meeting." "Yes, I was there." "Oh my God." She became anxious. " I have to go. But I'll come back." She started to tremble. "Wait! What is it?" it seemed that she already knew a lot about this.  "Nothing. Just stay here. I'll come again." and she left. Like I could go anywhere. This is giving me an unpleasant feeling. What secrets did my father have that I know nothing about. This strangers seem like they knew him way better than I did. Well it's not like I knew him very well. Most of my life he was restrained. It was a long day until Dianna showed up again. Although it gets dark early here.  It was almost twilight when Dianna came again.  "Here dear, you'll be warm with this blanket. Theo hasn't come back yet, but as soon as he is you'll be out of this room. I've gotta go now. But Theo should be home soon." and just like that she was gone again.  A few seconds after she left, the door creacked from the wind from the window. I realised she didn't lock me. She must have slip when she closed the door and the lock skiped. A sudden thrill overcame my body after seeing this. I must use this chance! I slowly opened the door and looked into the long hallway, ready to run for my life.
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