Soo Ha Yeon

I laid in the bed but I refused to cry. I was done crying. Now that I had seen the face of my captor I knew this didn't have anything to do with my father, his job, or his enemies. This was about me. This was about this guys hatred for me. I curled up my fist in anger and then quickly released it. My wrist hurt so bad. I squeezed my eyes closed tightly and trued to endure the pain. I wasn't just going to lay here. I would try to escape again. It was the only way. I would continue to try no matter how many times I fail until I succeeded. I got up off the bed and looked around the room again. I would need something I could use as a weapon. I definitely needed one, I wouldn't make that mistake again. I paced around the room looking on the floor opening a closet. It was empty with nothing in it.

Duh Ha Yeon the bathroom.

I couldn't believe I haven't searched it yet. I opened the door to the in suite bathroom I had been using and began searching through cabinets and drawers. They were mostly empty or had useless things in them. He had obviously went trough and took out anything that could be used as a weapon before bringing me here. I was beginning to get frustrated and discouraged but I refused to give up. As I started to close one of the drawers to look inside another something silver and shiny caught my eye. I pushed away the folded up towels and wash clothes until I uncovered a pair of scissors. I grinned. Perfect.