# Chapter 90: The Escape
*POV: Gerald*
"I have to get out," I said to the dark cell.
Blood dripped from my wrists. The silver chains burned my skin. But I had to escape. Had to warn them.
"Vanessa needs me," I whispered.
The Shadow Council thought I was broken. Thought I'd given up. They were wrong.
"Just a little more," I told myself.
I'd been working on these chains for days. Cutting my wrists on the sharp edges. Using my own blood to make them slip.
It hurt. God, it hurt. But Vanessa hurt worse when they took her. When they made me watch.
"Almost there," I breathed.
My left hand was getting loose. The chain was slipping. Just a little more blood and...
There.
My hand came free.
I bit my lip to keep from crying out. The right hand would be easier now.
"Okay," I whispered. "Okay. I can do this."
Working fast, I got the right chain loose. Both hands free. Now the leg chains.
These were tighter. Harder to reach. But I had to try.
"For Vanessa," I said. "For the pack."
