I was caught. 

He locked me in my old room. 

And, I saw him, the mage.

His complexion doesn't look good.

He looks tired.

I tried calling out to him, but he. . .

Ignored me.

My heart ache when he did. 

Why is this happening to me?

The only comfort I could attain was writing this in here. 

Perhaps if I pleaded I could get out of here?