Board Thread:Short Stories/@comment-26108027-20151008050828

Timber stands up in her mental cage as she regains feeling in her ears. She senses that there's something touching her cheek, but she can't quite tell what...

"TIMBER!"

"W-Wha?!" Timber thinks. She blushes intensely. "A-Alex?!"

She thinks about the mental conversation that Alex had. She still feels bad about tapping into his conversation with his friends, but...

"I have t-to get out of here!" Timber thinks. Then she stops.

"Ira! Cor! Neutra! Can you hear me? My name is Timber!" Timber sends out a telepathic message to the three, along with an image of herself inside the cage. She sits down, exhausted from the effort of sending the message. She smiles and sighs in relief.

"I'm going to get out of here..." 