Travis quickly struggled into the kitchen to eat rice and struggled to open the fridge. Looking for something for strength.
His arms and legs shook, and so did his lips. He quickly held fridge as the room bent in his eyes. With force, he went back to the sitting room and picked up his phone.
He clicked it, but the phone was faulty and didn't work, no matter how hard he tried. Is he going to die for real?
He could only think, but he couldn’t talk. This moment demands he use remaining vigor, open exit so guards provide saving.
He made it to the gate, but opening it became another problem. And the worst was that he couldn’t shout.
If the Grand System were a person, and if Travis could survive this suffering, he would forever retaliate.
“Travis, can you hear me? It is Donna, your lo
