บท 46: Chapter 46: Surrender

Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration. - Kahlil Gibran

Five days have come and gone. I'm still encased in a ten by ten foot prison.

The chain connected to the bed is no longer shackled to my ankle. But it might as well be for the slim freedoms now afforded to me.

Rolling off the bed, I shuffle over to the mirror above the mini-toilet, which is next to a small, enclosed shower stall.

I can't change who I am any more than Morph can change the spots on his fur. Are the two separate worlds that Vlad and I are from so different from one another?

I'm left wondering if we will ever be able to find common ground.