"This much I know," said Randy, "but I didn't realize..." He nodded at Kurt.

".....My mother used to lock my up in the cellar, I spent my entire childhood alone in the dark, in a tiny...dirty cellar," Kurt finally explained. He didn't know what compelled him to tell Randy, but it felt like the right thing to do.

"Oh, sugar..." Randy's cheeks turned a bit green as he considered his own treatment of Kurt. Shame and remorse were things he had never felt and likely never would, but he understood the impact of what he had done and, at least in this one case, he wasn't particularly pleased over it.

"I fought so hard and sacrificed so much to be a free man....I cannot be trapped again!" said Kurt, a hard, angry gleam in his eyes.

Randy looked at him in silence. Setting Kurt free was going to be very difficult, if it was even possible at this point... "It's just an elevator," he said at last. "You ain't gonna be stuck here forever."

Kurt was silent, it was more than the elevator and at that moment, looking at Randy VIII he suddenly felt as if he'd never be free....

Randy sensed this and glanced away from him. What could he do? He wanted, maybe even needed, to keep Kurt in his grasp. And yet...

Kurt closed his eyes an leaned his head forward until his forehead touched his knees, his soft, white-blond hair contrasting against the dark color of his uniform, "One day....one day I will be free." he promised.

Randy looked at him again. "I know." He wasn't sure how, or at what cost, but it was something which had to happen.

Kurt got to his feet, reminding himself that he was a police officer, "Now, give this lift ten minutes to get moving again, if it doesn't I will climb up the shaft and work the external controls..."

Randy gave him a nod. "Sounds like a plan," he said.

Kurt took a deep breath, "Now we wait," he said leaning against the wall, although he was unable to contain his anxiety and he chewed his thumb as he waited, the narrow elevator leaving less than a foot of space between him and Randy.

"Ten minutes ain't that long; you be outta here in no time," said Randy, not entirely sure how he expected Kurt to react to the statement, if at all.

Kurt barely inclined his head, he was counting down the minutes....

Randy sighed and settled against the opposite wall. He would just keep quiet and wait, lest he risk making Kurt more uncomfortable. Now just didn't seem the time.

"...W...what's your story?" Kurt asked, unable to take the silence as it left him with nothing to focus on except the tiny room.