(Synn)<br/><br/>Her eyes darted towards the door which was left half open when he mentioned it, then her fearful gaze returned to those abysmal eyes that bore right into her very soul. The urge to run made her hands tremble,<i> but where would she go?</i>she wondered as she swallowed the lump that had lodged in her throat. She parted her lips to speak but silence had caught her tongue. Not answering this thing would be a mistake so she tried again, her voice trembling but the words were formed nonetheless, "It is clear" she responded as she glanced over at the shattered pen on the floor, pieces sprawled out across the smooth surface like broken glass.<i>What was she thinking when she grabbed that quill?</i>she wondered noting that it could have very well been her body lying broken on the floor.<br/><br/>Still, the fight or flight was waging war within and she found her eyes wandering the confines of the room for other objects that could be at her disposal whether it be a bobby pin to pick a lock or a fire poker to drive through someone's heart. It wasn't that she was weak or stupid, she just had to gather her wits about her and begin to plot her way out of this mess somehow. Granted it was at the risk of his displeasure but<i>what lied in store for her should she obey his every whim?</i>she thought. She broke the mutual gaze before she fell into those pools of complete darkness as hypnotizing as they were.