How long had he been waiting now? Hours? Had it been hours already? His stomach growled at him and he found he was hungry.<span style="font-style: italic">Maybe someone will bring food for me...</span>but the thought was quickly abandoning him. He didn't want to fall over, and he didn't know if things hung down from the ceiling, so he made his way forward on his hands and knees. He went as far as he could before the chains stopped him, then pulled along sideways. Going to the left he soon bumped into a wall. He gently rubbed his shoulder and went to the right this time. there was nothing this way and he soon reached the end of his chains.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">I don't think I like being blind,</span>he thought.<span style="font-style: italic">Exploring would be easier if I could see.</span><br/><br/>From where he was he crawled backwards, but his hand found something. It was softer than the rest of the floor. He felt it for a moment, then found he could pick it up. Feeling it, it was rectangular and seemed to be made of paper.<span style="font-style: italic">Is this a note?</span>he wondered.<span style="font-style: italic">But I'm blind. Even if it is, I can't read it.</span><br/><br/>He felt around to see if there was anything else placed there on the ground. Soon he found a cold, sleek object. It was small, and he could pick it up. Warui felt it, ran his fingers along its odd shape.<span style="font-style: italic">It's a key!</span>He thought. Quickly he sat back and felt the shackles around his ankles. There was a key hole... in both of them.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">So I'm not trapped,</span>he thought happily.<span style="font-style: italic">They're letting me leave whenever I want.</span>He fumbled for a moment before successfully fitting the key into the keyhole. With a simple turn there was a heavy<span style="font-style: italic">clank</span>sound and his cuff popped open. Soon he had the other off as well.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">So... what happens if I go forward?</span>He though. He found that he was wearing jeans and put the note and key in his pocket. After preparing himself for whatever he might find, he began another crawling expedition. He wasn't sure how far he'd gone, but soon he hit a wall. No... a fence? He couldn't tell exactly... Was he in a cage inside of a larger room?<br/><br/>He found that if he stood up and held up his hands, he could feel a ceiling, much like the wall.<span style="font-style: italic">I am in a cage then...</span>he thought.<span style="font-style: italic">Maybe I can call for someone to let me out.</span>A thought struck him.<span style="font-style: italic">Can I speak? Or am I mute and blind?</span><br/><br/>He swallowed nervously, then tried to call out. His voice was hoarse, as if he'd been screaming a lot, and then hadn't used it for a while. But it sounded kind of young still. Maybe he hadn't hit puberty yet. Was he a kid? How old was he?<br/><br/>"Hello?" his voice rang out, roughly throughout the room. "Is anyone there?" The room was definitely a bit bigger than the cage he was in.<br/><br/>He waited, but no one came.