I laid back on the mountain of pillows on the bed. The many empty plates lay beside me, and I sighed. Now that I had my food, I decided to pick the locks. I'd start with the bathroom first. The problem was I had nothing to use. All I had were the toothpicks from one sandwich I had eaten. Oddly, it was made from a metal alloy. That would have to do. I had to use everything I could to get out of there. I knelt down in front of the door. For a few minutes, I fiddled around with the lock.
My progress was slow, if not at a standstill. Every time my dad showed me, he made it look easy. Then, of course, I knew how to pick locks. This one was just being special. 'Maybe I would have better luck with another door.' The next few ones didn't yield any results either. 'What were these locks made of? Nothing I did seemed to work. Fuck, I have to pee. Maybe I shouldn't have drunk all those drinks. At least they weren't poisonous. Still, I don't know how long I can hold this in. I have to at least get in the bathroom. I can't believe anyone hasn't come to check on me. Shit, I could be dead in here for all my captors knew. Do these people even know what human rights are? I guess they might not be the kind that cares.'
The burning in my bladder was getting worse, and this lock wasn't picking itself. The building pressure pushed me to squeeze my thighs together, hoping I could hold my pee in. I fiddled repeatedly with the lock as the urge grew by the minute. I knew I needed to crack this lock. Yet, my technique was utterly useless against these superlocks. Damn, these must be level one hundred locks. My thighs quivered evermore, and the burning sensations overwhelmed my senses. You'd need a lock-picking skill of one hundred fifty to stand a chance. Not to mention an absurd sneak skill. I backed off the door and walked in circles as I attempted to hold the urges at bay, but my efforts were for naught. I changed up to shaking my legs as I walked. 'Pretty soon, I will be dancing like a chicken.' I slapped myself.
"Get a hold of yourself!" I exclaimed.
I stood in front of the door, staring at the doorknob. I gritted my teeth and held my hands over my mound as I squeezed my thighs like a vise grip. 'Who puts end-game locks in a starter room? Even more significant concerning the matter was I was still nude. Where were the damn clothes? Am I meant to be naked all the time? Fuck it, I can't hold it anymore!' I searched the room again, quickly finding what I needed. A medium-sized green vase with flowers on the top of a tall dresser. I got on my tippy toes and walked like a crippled chicken to reach it. This is going to be awkward. It's not like peeing as a dude. I guess I have to squat over this to make it work. When my resistance ended, a warming euphoria overcame me as the pent-up pressure released like running water. I tilted my head back as the warm fluids left my body. I held my hands above my mound and peed into the green vase. It was a habit after years of being a male.
It felt great to be done, but I still had to leave this place. I pushed the green vase into the corner by the dresser it was on. I stood up, and I caught my reflection in the mirror. God, if only I remained a guy. Looking at the canopy bed's far side, I shook my head. Next, I looked at the windows. I could scale the wall with a rope. I could use the bedsheets to make a rope. Wasting no time, I ripped all the sheets and blankets off the bed. This could take some time. Finally, I sat on the floor with all the needed materials in one spot. I took a deep breath and started on the rope I needed. Our dad taught us how to make a rope out of sheets, among other survival skills. He always said to use whatever means you had to survive.
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It took a few hours, but I had enough. All I had to do was get the windows open. If I had to, I could break the glass. Like the doors, the window looked to be a challenge. The lock wasn't like anything I had seen before. It wasn't a simple latch lock like at home. No, you needed a key to open them. 'Who has key locks on a window? We're freaking in the sky!' Whoever had the bright idea to put these here must have made them level two hundred. Picking them was next to impossible.
"That's it; I'm breaking the glass. It doesn't matter if anyone hears me!" I snapped.
I used a nearby heavy chair. When I picked it up, I could feel my sudden shock throughout the room. Despite being a female, I had the strength I had as a male. I gripped it as hard as I could swing it. The heavy but sturdy chair slammed against the window, and I thought the glass would shatter. It didn't… A loud thump echoed through the room as the chair bounced back and out of my hands. I fell back on my butt from the force. My breast jiggled, and my legs lay spread eagle.
"Ouch!" I yelled as a searing pain shot up my back. "The fuck?" I shouted.
I quickly stood up and grabbed the chair. Bracing myself, I ran as hard as possible to the window and slammed the sturdy chair into the window. Another loud thump echoed through the room, but I maintained my stance and went in for a third blow. I sat the sturdy chair down and sighed. Even with three forceful strikes, they all had the same effect. These windows were bulletproof. Just my luck to be in a room in a tower with unbreakable windows. I strolled back towards the bed, falling onto it and the lumps of rope. I collected the ropes and wrapped them around me like a blanket. My body lay still in the bed, full of useless cords I made.
"This is hopeless," I whispered. "I'm not getting out of this room without help."
I woke up groggy as the sun was going down. I'd spent all day trying to find a way out. From what I could tell, there was no option but to wait. I sat up, and I gazed out the window.
"Ultimately, I slept for a very long time and fucked around all day. And yet, the sun is just setting? It's true; I'm no longer in Kansas... But where am I? Have I slept all day and all night? They couldn't have been this long, could they? Will the nights be just as long?" I said.
As night fell, the night gloom of the city lit the streets. A new cityscape appeared before me, a sight that was unfamiliar to my eyes. Instead of the artificial light of modern technology, I found an orange tinge lighting the night. Almost like fireplaces or torches illuminated the many buildings. That fact seemed odd to me. 'Did this city not have electricity?' But the fridge must have the power to keep the food and drinks cold. I wasn't sure, as I could only see the tops of the buildings.
On the other hand, the palace I found myself in was lit up more vibrantly than the rest of the city. Yet, there was still an oddness to it. There was no sign of power. From where I stood, I heard no hum from the fridge, and there were no signs of other electronic appliances in my room. Each of the lamps in my room was lit up. They came on as soon as the sun went down, yet no sound came from them. I would not have thought the lamps would have powered. They appeared to be gas lanterns, but they weren't. No sound came from me other than me. In fact, it was so quiet; it was pristine. The more I thought about it, the more this notion baffled me, the more I thought about it. Finally, out of curiosity, I went to the window. I didn't have any reason to, but I noticed something concerning.
The stars… they… they didn't look like any I remembered. I gasped as I saw what I had been debating about. The moon… or moons. I stood with my mouth hung open. Not just one moon rose in the sky, but a trio of moons. 'This can't be. Where the heck am I? Maybe I see things? That's what I told myself, but the truth was staring me in the face. This… was not my world. Have aliens kidnapped me…, or worse?' None of that explained why this place looked like my world. Sure, we could go to most planets in our solar system. But traveling to another star was out of the question. There were rumors we had the tech, but it was being suppressed by some crazy notions.
'How was I getting home now? It didn't matter if I escaped or not. Where the hell would I go? What… did I have to find a damn spaceship and somehow fly it home? And exactly where was this? How would I even find my way home, to begin with? Worst-case scenario, my ass. This is beyond the scope of my survival skills. This is to start your life over from wherever the hell you find yourself.' I fell backward onto the bed. My breasts jiggled as I looked down at them. I wanted to be mad at the softness of the luxurious matters. This was an impossible situation. The thoughts worked through my mind with confusion and fear. The three of us might be trapped together here in this massive castle, or there is the possibility that my brothers are somewhere totally different. I know nothing of what is going on. It felt like the hope was draining from my very being. No… I have to calm down. Somehow, I had gotten here. That meant there was a way home. Even if I couldn't figure it out. There was a way. I just had to find it. No matter how long it took. I will find all of us, and we'll find our way home. My head felt heavy from the startling revelation I had discovered. I closed my eyes for a moment. The next thing I knew, drowsiness swept over me.