IN A FIT OF RAGE YOU
SAY THE FIVE WORDS SHE NEVER WANTED TO HEAR,
LIKE A CODE TO BREAK THE BEAM HOLDING HER
UP.
I DON'T LOVE YOU
ANYMORE.
WHY HAS THIS GOTTEN SO EASY? IT'S AS IF
THERE'S A SPARE KEY IN YOUR
POCKET THAT YOU'VE BEEN USING TO UNLOCK EVERY DOOR SHE
CLOSED
WHEN THE LAST ONE DIDN'T OPEN THEM CORRECTLY. SHE HAS
BARRICADED AND CONCEALED HERSELF IN THE DEPTHS OF A DARK ROOM
AND IT WAS UP TO YOU NOT TO RIP OFF THE DOORKNOB WHEN TRYING
TO
GET IN.
I'M SORRY,
THAT'S NOT TRUE.
ACCESS DENIED. IT DOESN'T MATTER HOW MANY
TIMES HER BODY SCANS
YOUR FINGERTIPS OR IF HER EYES RECOGNIZE YOURS; YOU HAVE
BREACHED THE SECURITY AND NOW ITS BACK TO PHASE ONE IF
BREAKING
INTO THE GIRL WHO COULD HAVE SAVE
YOU.
