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How long has it been seen she'd been free? It had to have been a while, Pearl swears it had felt like years but then again she had lost track of the days past month 4. The tower was bare, hardly with the essentials but the fridge was always full. Her captors-who calls themselves the Watchers - would drop by every now and then to refill the fridge, however unlike them, Pearl cannot fly.
Per usual Pearl is tracing the room for the millionth time today when she notices a small shine in the corner of her eye. As she approaches it, Pearl finds it is a lever and upon pulling it down, a loud creaking can be heard through the floor.