Lotus
I wallowed in my self-pity for a few more moments. I steeled myself and focused all of my strength into my hand. I slowly grazed the end of the key to find the hole. I grunted a thankful moan as I felt the key slip into position. I twisted the key; the sound of the metal clinking was music to my ears. I slipped my hand free, clasping it to my chest.
My fingers were purple and swollen; my wrist was red with blisters, puss oozing out from the sores. I took the tape off, my dry cracked lips clung to it and some skin peeled off with it. Bruce was still on top of me, his weight crushing me against the wall. I’m sorry Bruce, I thought before pushing him to the side, his body falling with a soft thud.
I raised my arm up and unlocked my other hand. I moaned with re
