Webs of lies

The wall didn't give easily. It was as if it had been sealed shut for years, resisting my every effort. I grunted with the strain, my muscles burning as I pushed and pulled, desperation lending me strength. But it wouldn't move. I felt the panic rising in my chest, threatening to suffocate me. But I couldn't give up. I couldn't let them win. With a deep breath, I tried again, my fingers slipping into the crack. It was a futile effort, but the alternative was unthinkable. The wall was unyielding, a silent sentinel to my despair. But it wouldn't move. As the hours dragged on, the pain in my wrists and back grew unbearable. The room's chill seeped into my bones, making me shiver despite my fear-induced adrenaline. My thoughts kept drifting to Ethan, wondering where he was, if he was safe. I had to keep fighting, for him. With a heavy sigh, I slumped to the floor, my body aching from the struggle. The cold concrete sent shivers through me, but it was nothing compared to the coldness in Rac