This room is empty. 

But there's someone outside. 

I know it.

He's always there.

This is not the first day I've spent here.

It almost feels like home.

But it's not.

It will never be.

Today it's different.

Today he brought a kid.

I don't know where he got the kid.

Now I'm not alone.

Days pass. 

I survive.

The kid grows up. 

I can't let this kid waste his life here. 

Just because of him.

I don't know why he keeps us. 

But I know he's mad. 

And he's dangerous.

I've been here for a long time. 

There's no hope for me.

I'm too old.

But the kid deserves better.

Today we will run away.

He's sleeping.

We're silent.

We're out.

We start running.

I look back.

We weren't silent enough.

We run faster.

I feel his eyes on my back.

No,

He's looking at the kid.

I look back again.

He's running too.

I'm running faster than I've ever run in my life.

But it's not enough.

And I know it.

I can't breathe.

I won't make it.

But the kid might.

The kid promised he'd keep going.

I made him.

"Go!"

I'm stopping.

I don't care what he may do to me.

As long as the kid survives.

The kid looks back.

And turns around.

"No!"