Rolling green hillsides. A large blue sky. Gusts of wind for me to ride. I knew that that was where I was meant to be. Instead, I was trapped in here.
Birds belong outside, where they can be free.
I needed to escape. Freedom was the only thing on my mind. I've never been claustrophobic, but I could almost feel the walls closing in. This tiny place. All the time, the pale man just stood in the middle of the place and watched.