It has been three months since I was locked up here, and my mental state has been steadily deteriorating. I'm exhausted from dealing with their suffocating obsession and constant need for affection.

So, I formed an escape plan in my head. I have to get out of this hellhole.

While they were asleep, I fought desperately to break free from my restraints.

As soon as I managed to get loose and stand up, the reality hit me. I could finally leave this place.

I crept down the stairs as quietly as possible, trying not to make a single sound.

Passing through the living room, I finally reached the front door. A mix of excitement and tension washed over me, making my heart pound like crazy.

I slowly approached the door. As the goal drew closer, my chest actually began to ache from the pressure.

I turned the handle to open the door. But it wouldn't budge. It was locked. No matter how hard I tried, only the sound of the latch rattling echoed through the silence.

At that moment, I heard footsteps. My hands and eyes trembled as I slowly turned around.

There they were, standing behind me. They were looking at me with smiles that, for some reason, sent chills down my spine.

"...Where do you think you're goin', Sis?"