I watched as the two of them searched around for someone I knew exactly where he was, maybe. The way they were searching, like they were looking for a rodent in the floorboards, was actually a bit exciting to watch. I felt a small spark of power for the first time since I arrived here.
I sat on the middle of the stairs, resting my chin in my hands and observing them as they scrambled.
"Where could he have gone? He was in his room the last time I saw him. He was right there," Helen said. Her voice was thin and worried, the composure she usually held while slitting my wrists completely gone.
"I thought you chained him or something. Why would you let him roam free in a place like this?" Yuki said. She was clearly frustrated, her boots stumps sharply against the floor as they checked room after room, slamming doors and looking behind curtains.
