"Argh! Why?!"
Kel groaned as hot metal bit her ankle painfully.
How many times had it been now? She thought her entire foot would burn off at this rate.
"But what else can I do?" she sighed glumly, grasping the now-cooled chain that had been haphazardly thrown to the ground.
The thick links stretched from the wall near her bed to the bulky cuff around one of her ankles. It was long enough to reach everywhere in the room and adjoining washroom but prevented her from leaving.
She'd been trying to escape for a while now, but her powers just weren't cooperating.
At first, despite how hard she tried, she couldn't produce any flames. The part of her chest that was usually filled with searing prickles had felt cold and hollow.
Is this what normal people feel like all the time? She'd wondered, shivering at the eerie chill.
