"I see you, so you can come on out and talk to me," I said loudly, calling to Vivian as I booted up my laptop and prepared to make my purchases. I hated that I was going to have to wait for my games... but not nearly as much as I loathed what Vivian was reminding me of. THe sooner I restored her to her usual self, the sooner I could stop feeling so bad about the way she was acting.

"I'm not going to yell at you or anything," I said frowning. Now that I was a prisoner in this house, I needed any friends I could get. After all, even I couldn't spend all of my time alone - that would get boring. As my computer swiftly booted up, I eyed the box attached to my ankle with a grimace. It was the shackle keeping me here - if I could remove it, I would be able to leave freely. Not that I had anywhere to go. But now that I wasn't allowed to leave, I wanted the freedom to do so all the more. It was funny how that worked. However, I would not actually try to get rid of the box. It wasn't worth the risk. After being in a coma for so long, I hardly wanted to return to confinement, let alone the strict captivity I had endured before.