Seth came banging on the front door of the underground clinic in the afternoon. I had spent the entire day literally under a blanket, pretending the world didn’t exist, like the child I am. I didn’t budge, even after the number of knocks increased in frequency with impatience at the lack of movement I had going on. I might hate this uncomfortable slab that I’m forced to call a “bed” but it felt like paradise at this fucking moment.

I hear the door to the hallway slide open, I quickly take a peak to see X silent go out. Probably to go say ‘hi’…or (and I’d prefer) tell him to ‘fuck off’. There was silence for a few seconds, only for the rapping on the door for this room instead. X, you bastard. I didn’t even want to acknowledge him, so instead I buried myself deeper into the blanket and pretended that I was a large rock. A giant rock that wasn’t moving from the bed. Ever. Everyone say ‘hello’ to Kae the Boulder.

He can’t make me do this again. I don’t want anything more to do with his fucking balloons…or him for the matter. He can go fuck a duck instead of fucking with me. I would rather go sing with the von Trapp family than take any more shit to the face. Fuck off. Go away.

“Kae? Can I open the door?”

I felt myself whisper, “No.”

I hear something click. The door handle then rattles as if it started resisting being opened. …But there wasn’t any lock on the door…

“What’s the big idea?” I hear Seth as the door handle continued to refuse to budge for him. I gathered enough courage to peep out from the blankets just to see both their forms through the frosted glass that acted like a mini useless window.

“Kae?” X’s voice was the next to chime in as Seth continues to bang on the door or rattle the handle.

…I’ve shut myself in? Did I affect the door? Did it lock because of me?

So, now you bother working.

I could even feel Lady returning from her usual walk right on time, ‘Dreamer shut off? Dreamer upset?’

‘I…’ I don’t even know how the fuck I’m supposed to do this sort of shit and…it’s so fucking frustrating that it picks now of all times…-which just makes me look like I’m some two year-old having an ESP tantrum.

“Kae? Open the door,” Seth starts off.

I stumble out of the bed and towards the door, still wrapped up in the blankets. I couldn’t muster any strength or will to even raise my arms and try to open the door, instead I just stare at it. Opening it meant that I’d have to face him and go along with whatever bullshit he had planned. I don’t want to…I felt something click in my brain. Great. Now I’m acting like Cody.

After a few moments, Seth stops trying to get in only for him to whisper to himself, “That’s it.” Before he lets one final bang rattle the door on its hinges as he proclaimed, “That’s it!” again.

“What’s it?” I could even hear X frown.

“The aim to refocus on. Instead of attacking…it’s all about the situation right?”

Silence from bother side.

But he continues on, “So we make a situation -an uncomfortable environment,” All I could hear was “I’m a genius!”

So…what? He wants to lock me in a room?

“So you’re going to have to want to do something. It’s more to do with what you want to do than what you think is required of you. You’re so convinced that you’re the damsel in distress that you literally can’t hope to act in such a way that you think would suit the situation because I made you the focus but if it’s your surroundings instead…the only way you’re going to make a change is not me forcing it down your throat…though, I’m a little upset that I’m wasting all my water balloons…”

“Seth…” I manage to groan. I’m also a little ticked that he just called me a ‘damsel in distress’.

“Right. You are going to have to want it -so an environment that’s…unconfutable is going to have to do it.”

“And what do you suggest?” I don’t like where this is going…

“Locked room. Throw away the key and lots of noise.”

Yep. I don’t like it. “I’ll pass, thanks.”

I heard him chuckle, “Too late. Then try and get out of what you’ve just created then, mate. You’ve literally created a prison with both your pet and X on the wrong side.”

I glare at the door, I didn’t like how he was phrasing things. But that was when I noticed the door’s handle was coated in something. Looking closer, I saw that it was ice crystals…I’ve somehow managed to jam it frozen solid. I have never been in the situation where I had first successfully done something and now have to reverse it. I try pushing on the door but all I go was a cold shoulder and a solid wall that refused to budge.

“You’re gonna have to keep trying, mate. That’s the only way in or out and last time I checked, there ain’t no mini-fridge on that side.”

Who knew that Seth running his mouth was this irritating? I try pushing on the door again…almost feeling some unsettling anxiety beginning to bubble up with the frustration and annoyance I have with Seth…and myself. I reach for he doorhandle with a bare hand only for the chill of ice biting back into my hand like fire. It felt like I could literally get frostbite from this…

Wait…metal is brittle when frozen…I look at the door and try to budge it again. I even threw my shoulder into it. But nothing happened. I looked at it again and saw that I had (somehow literally made the frame frozen solid as well…I was literally facing a wall of ice…fuck. Apparently the…-I guess my other half -I felt a chill running through my right hand at thought- is way smarter than I am.

“I won’t go anywhere,” I’m guessing X is trying to onsole my rising panic…but it’s irksome for whatever reason right now. Probably because he’s saying it on the wrong side of this fucking wall!

‘Dreamer? Dream Eater? Dream Eater cage…’ she sends messages of distress, I could hear her pacing near the door, letting out odd sounds every now and again…which wasn’t really helping me think. I just felt like I needed to get through more urgently.

I’ve shrugged off the blankets, trying to tear at the door by the hinges, hoping to at least find access to the pins but again nothing happened, only my fingers going numb. I began seeing the ice literally covering the door in a perfect transparent sheen, like glass. Glass I literally can’t fucking break. I then turned around and looked for something to throw at it. My eyes land on a fire extinguisher and I try slamming it into the door like a ram but not even a dent was made. I then chucked the chair as well but it literally bent the legs without much of a scratch.

As you can guess…slightly panicking here. I’ literally fucking useless against myself! I quickly cover my eyes with my hands that I swear that have probably gone blue by the icy feeling sapping out all the warmth on my face but I was too focused n holding in the tears of frustration instead.

“Kae,” X tries to call again, his voice completely calm. “Calm down.”

Not helping! He’s probably hearing my breathing picking up a bit. It was hurting to breathe…well I’ve also tired myself out by wrecking the room as well. But that’s beside the point, right now.

I try to take in a deep breath as a way to control it.

And fucking Seth decided to chime in, “Good thing there’s a toilet on your side, sounds like you’re gonna be there for a while,” all the while laughing at the situation.

I glare back at the door.

“Soooo…should we just leave you here? I mean, I don’t see why we should be waiting around for you to break out of ice box.”

He’s kidding right? “Seth! You need to shut up!” I bang a fist on the door and hiss at him. Suddenly the lights decided to strobe. Great let’s disco party to my meltdown!

“I mean, X hasn’t eaten properly all day.”

“Seth-” X was suddenly cut off.

“Shut up.” I trying pushing on the door again, even with the lights sounding like they’ll give off an electric shock and burst at any second.

“I mean, he’s probably tired of dealing with you. So…”

Is his voice getting further away?

“…Well it’s safe to leave you here, don’t you think?” I swear I can hear more than just his footsteps.

No. Wait. “Seth!”

Let me out.

“I mean, if you’re here, you don’t need to worry about everyone else…just stay down here, forget all your problems. Well, seeya around, kid. It’s bee fun.” I could hear the door open.

No! Don’t leave me in the silence! X! Please!

I feel a deep crack reverberate under my hands as I push as hard as I could with the last of my strength. I feel the door just…break away like ash in a fire but shatter like glass on the floor as I come face to face with X. He stood there, unflinching as the door was literally scattered about him.

…and the fucking smug mug of the stupidest bastard that has ever walked the Earth that was only beside the front door that was only slightly open and Lady just standing there as well.

“Nice work, kid. Finally, some progress, eh?” He dares chuckle at me.

I want to punch him.