~ 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 ...