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[Aaron can be seen sitting at the window to his bedroom, a sad expression on his face, hands gently coming through the long locks of hair framing his face.]

I...I wish that I could leave this place. It's so...so...but I can't climb down and-

[He turns to face the communicator sadly, turning it so that everyone can see that his bedroom door, and even his closet door, are gone. Smooth, stonelike walls, save for door to the bathroom. At last he sets it back down, biting his lip.]

Won't...won't someone save me. B-before she comes back?