39. ESCAPE

~ Damon ~ - - - - - TWO DAYS LATER - - - - - “...50… 51… 52…” Beads of sweat trickled down Damon’s forehead, and his breaths were ragged. He was doing pull ups using the metal bars inside his cell. Though he was physically still stuck inside the cage, his mind was free as a bird. He already made his escape plans and everything rested on some luck and strength. Which was why he spent all his time exercising his muscles. His broken bones were healing and with Celina’s help, his strength was returning too.  Every day without fail, she would come in and bring him extra food, a blanket, and fresh clothes. Sometimes he’d ask her for vitamins and medicines and she’d get those for him too. Those things were actually just a test. He wanted to see how obedient she was, and Celina actually made a pretty good sidekick. * CLANK * Damon heard the gate opening and he stopped counting. He jumped down and turned around, finding Celina walking into the cell. A guard was standing outside.  “Hey,” she bea