Catherine paid no mind to her captor, taunting her with a smirk, "You claim you're not scared, but you won't even untie me. Face it, Helen, you're terrified of me, aren't you?"
"I'm not afraid of you, not one bit! Untying a rope is nothing. Even if I do, you won't escape from my grasp," Helen retorted, emphasizing her words with a vicious kick to Catherine's chest.
Thud! The sound echoed through the room, and Catherine felt as if her insides were about to shatter. Helen looked like she wanted to kill her.
Helen, after landing two brutal kicks, stepped back, panting heavily. "Untie her. I don't believe she can fly away," she sneered.
Catherine's eyes darted around, rapidly mapping out her surroundings. In just a few seconds, she had a mental map of the outer room.
The window was open,
