The guy said:
- And we don't know how to open the cage. It's complicated.
Yeah, it's really hard, but there's got to be a way out, right? While I was thinking about it, I decided to ask the guys a little bit:
- "How long have you been here and how did you get here? "
Rick decided to answer me:
- Honestly, we don't even know how long we're here, but we got here very strangely: the weather was good, we were walking in the park, but then a strong wind came up, and some strange funnel was formed, which dragged us into, and then only darkness. I woke up first and saw that we were in a strange place, and this place is the camera we are in today. I remember that some people in robes came to us, but they were completely different: one eye was completely red, the other had two heads at all! They made me give them my strength, and by then Britney had just woken up, so they said they would torture us until we gave them what they needed. I rudely answered them, so they decided to teach us a lesson. They have a giant black monster with ten eyes and five rows of teeth. They set that monster on us. In the end, we thought we were going to die, but those freaks stopped everything and ordered us to give them power again, but we refused again. Since then, they've brought that monster every day and tormented us with magic sticks and so on.
Horror! They had gone through so much! I have to get them out of here! At any cost! Eureka! The first time I tried to open a door with a sword, I imagined it was open, and what if I imagined that I was opening it myself. I have to try it. So...focus, close our eyes, imagine, touch the cage, no pain, pull, open, let go. When I opened my eyes, the cage was actually open and my arm was not hurting. How? How did I do that? I was shocked! I don't believe it! The guys looked at me and looked at me, their face froze expression full of surprise, though, because you do not often open something in this way. I don't think so. Now I could walk into the cage where the future defenders were. But there was a new problem: how to free the guys now. You can swing again as hard as you can, but I can miss it, and you can't let that happen! Rick interrupted me from thinking about it:
- So what are you going to do now?
- "Bring you out of here! "
After those words, I closed my eyes and imagined that I was handcuffed with a sword. After that, I repeated these actions with my eyes closed. Eventually, the handcuffs fell, but Rick was even scared. The guy said:
- At least tell me what you're going to do!
I didn't answer him, I just went to Britney and repeated the whole thing. Now the guys are free, but there's another big problem: finding a way out. We got out of the cage fast, but where do we go next? I asked the guys:
- "Where did the two freaks who tortured you usually come from? "
The guy answered:
- That's where it came from.
Rick pointed to some big door. Why didn't I see it before?
- Then that's where we're going. Just be careful. "
The guys nodded back. I picked up the sword and we moved on. This door was open, it seemed strange to me. Why didn't they close that door, though the other doors were locked? Okay, that's not the point. We moved on slowly, and there was a long corridor behind the door that looked like the one I came here through. There was a spiral staircase ahead, and our company decided to climb it. There were drawings on the walls again, but this time there were a variety of monsters and Latin inscriptions. Only this time I read a completely different story: it described all the horrors that monsters created. Terrible! They killed so many people! That thought made me wobbly, but I was supported by Rick for my elbow and asked:
- What was wrong with you? What did it say?
I exhaled and answered:
- "You don't want to know what it says. "
Britney asked:
- Is there something wrong with it?
- " Yes. "
The girl decided to ask:
- And how do you manage to talk to us like that? Do you have that kind of power? Then why don't you talk to us like everyone else?
Brittany is very curious, but for me, the question isn't so painful anymore, so you can answer it, but the guy won't let me do it:
- Britney! You can't ask about such things like that!
- "Rick, don't yell at her! It's a long story, but when we get out of here, I'll tell you everything. "
