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accomplished nothing, but my frustration needed an outlet. Becoming
a prisoner was definitely not part of my plan to get Jason out. The plan had
been to scope out potential escape routes. His window led to an enclosed
courtyard, and was not a good option. There were guards posted at every door,
even within the yard. Sneaking past the guards would be difficult. I could make
it so they couldn’t see me, but I couldn’t prevent the people watching the live
feed from noticing me with the cameras.
    That was confusing
me a bit. I had always been able to make people see and hear what I wanted.
Sure the ones on the other end would see me, because there were simply too many
people to affect, but I should be able to manipulate the guards near me. Either
my powers weren’t as strong, or something else was going on.
    Whatever the case
may be, if I couldn’t get myself free I would have to count on Jason’s brother
to get us out. His cop friends could be useful as well.
    However, I had
little intention of remaining a prisoner. They would want to test me as well.
They would be disappointed.
    I shook my
restraints again, testing the strength. Our captors were apparently not as
worried about my comfort as they seemed to be about Jason’s. Where he is
confined on a bed, I am shackledto a chair. His room is camera free, and mine
has several cameras, all aimed in my direction. They apparently didn’t like
having someone in their building who they couldn’t see. Too bad. As soon as I
figure a way out of this room, I fully plan to disappear. Preferably with Jason
in tow.
    Our captors are
now aware of my ability. Even if I’m able to get loose, there may not be a way
to get to Jason without being recaptured. Not unless I do exactly what Jason
had practically begged me not to do. I can use my powers where there are no
cameras, but when I cannot avoid being seen? In those areas I may need to use
the more…deadly aspects of my talents. And I am quite sure Jason wouldn’t thank
me for doing so.
    My plans usually
consist of remaining unseen until I can accomplish my goal. This time, I may
need to adjust my plan for getting Jason out. Rattling my restraints again, I
gritted my teeth at the pain of the shackles digging into my wrists. They
weren’t taking any chances with me. The restraints were as tight as they could
go without completely cutting off the circulation in my hands. There were two
guards posted at the door, both of whom had cameras attached to special
glasses. I assume that means I am not able to sneak by them, but despite their
weapons, I know I can take them in a fight. My mental abilities will still give
me enough of an edge to come out on top.
    Perhaps I could
even convince one of them to release me. If I can take control of them long
enough to block warnings from the people on the other end of the camera.
    Eventually, they
would let down their guard. In the meantime, it would probably be good to get a
measure on the people in charge of keeping me confined. I couldn’t think of a
better way than to strike up a conversation with them.
    “How did you know
I was here?” I kept my voice mild, but I could see they were startled by me
breaking the silence. It would do me no good to get the guards too riled up,
but I didn’t want to show fear either.
    The two men
glanced at each other. One of them shrugged, as if to say it didn’t matter if I
heard the answer or not. Quite honestly, the people here didn’t seem too
sadistic. At least so far. The guards I’d overheard earlier… they might be
dangerous if they were given the option. Based on my history, I know how
quickly things can change. Object to anything one too many times, and even the
most laid back of captors will turn on you.
    “We have security
cameras that are constantly monitored. You were seen slipping into the
building, but no one could remember seeing you once you were here.” It was the
younger of the two who spoke, and his tone indicated interest, even envy,