ETHAN
When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a huge water tank, and water was rushing in from two holes. As it stood, it was already up to my knees.
"What are you doing?" I yelled out, screaming at the top of my voice. "Let me out. What's this about?"
When Mrs Conan spoke, her voice was calm and gentle, her word spoken without haste, as though nothing was wrong. "Ethan, I'm not going to repeat myself, so don't bother wasting your time shouting. No one lives around here and you know it. If you want to get out, well, no one's stopping you."
What the heck was wrong with this woman?
"Mrs Conan, I can't transport myself out of here. I believe I told you this already. Please let me out."
She didn't say anything. Not even a goddamn word.
I kept screaming, at least, while I could
