“I’m Wyla. Ummm… I guess we should probably let you out, then.”

She is interrupted by a gravelly voice, speaking too low for me to hear.
“Oh.” She says, almost sounding disappointed. “Okay, so I guess we need to check with… with someone else first.”

“Hold on, wait! Can you just let me out? I won’t make any trouble, I just… I’m really cramped and I just need to breathe…

2- “…Sorry, never mind. I guess I can wait.“

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