You look back to the forest and then towards the ocean. You realize that it’s either you swim for it or you go back to a fate that would likely be worse then death. Even if you don’t make it, it’s better to die trying to escape then to live as a beast of burden that is treated and used as little more then a slave. But who’s to say death is certain? If Pinocchio can escape this hellhole then you can.
You take a deep breath and stare out into the ocean; slowly you take a step into the water. It’s damn cold, but your desire to escape and desire to retain your humanity fuels your desire and you run into the water.
You swim as fast as you can and it are not long until the island is behind you and fading into the horizon. But the frigid water is taking its toll and you find yourself getting tried. Everything is starting to go fuzzy when you hear what sounds like a boat approaching. Just before you pass out, you hear people swimming towards you. As everything goes black, the last thing you hear is “don’t worry its going to be okay”.
You’re not sure how long it’s been when you come to and open your eyes. You’re in a warm room and you have clean and dry clothing on. A man approaches you dressed in....