No Way Out I can hardly believe its come to hiding in alcoves as I wait for my prince charming to come, but as the figure approaches, I realize I'm on my own. I run down dark alleys, twisting through small streets, desperately searching for a place to hide. The house I see is covered in ivy, and cobwebs. Its windows are colored black, and it's supports have collapsed. But anything is better then the fate that awaits me now. I frantically claw at the door, until it swings open and allows me access to the dark, dusty room, that could be my saving grace. My heart beats wildly in my chest, and I realize I might not make it out alive. The room at the end of the corridor is filled with windows, all of which are hidden with wooden boards. My heart sinks as I accept the fact there's no way out. There's no escape.