00:00I stared at the phone and remembered. This wasn't the first time I'd been locked in the dark.
00:05Celeste once got trapped in an elevator. She called me for help. I ignored her and walked
00:09away in my heels. That very night, men sent by the Whitmore Air locked me in a storage room.
00:16Three days. No food. No water hunger, cold, and the terror of absolute darkness wrapped around
00:22me like a second skin. Adrian had my location on his phone. He was the only one who could
00:27have found me immediately. I called him again and again, begging. As long as you apologize
00:32to Celeste properly, I'll come get you right away. I refused. I called the police, but whatever
00:40tricks they pull, the police couldn't find me. When officers came to verify the report,
00:46Richard, Marcus, and Adrian all said nothing like that had happened. After that, my call
00:51was treated as a false report. I held out for three full days until I reached the limit of
00:56what my body could endure. Crying. I apologized to Celeste. It was the first time in ten years
01:02I had bowed my head to that mother and daughter, and it was the first time Celeste had successfully
01:07trampled me beneath her feet. She said she was happy I had finally learned my lesson.
01:12Richard and Marcus were pleased too. They said I had finally become obedient, finally become
01:18sensible. After that room, I developed claustrophobia. I was afraid of darkness, afraid of enclosed
01:25spaces. But lying here now, I didn't feel any fear at all. Maybe fear only exists when a person
01:31still wants to live.
