Tess heard a faint voice calling to her, her throat , raspy with screaming hurt with the hard lump of uncoming tears that she tried so hard to hold back. She grabbed the crowbar she had been weilding for the past day and started to beat at the grate, making as much noise as possible.

"DOWN HERE! PLEASE!", She screamed, her voice cutting from strong to weak to strong to weak and strong again. It wouldnt be long before she lost her voice all together.

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i can mingle with the stars-throw a party on mars-i am a prisoner locked up-behind xanax bars