As soon as the word “parents” had been uttered, Oromis began to feel light-headed. He fainted. When he awoke he was in a large white chamber, latched to a chair. Leaning his head down Oromis looked at his chest, whispering quickly,
“Wormy, Germy, Kermy, and Lars, do what your good at!” The four giant pincer ants slipped out of his shirt, All heading towards the leather straps. Just as the ants had bit through the straps, a glass window appeared where a wall had just been. The “boss” was standing behind it. Aggression whelled up inside Oromis. He jumped at the window pulling a heavy rock from his bag. Throwing the rock in front of himself Oromis closed his eyes. The glass shattered and Oromis followed the rock into the hallway. The boss fell back covering his face with two sleeved arms.
Seizing the opportunity to escape, Oromis scampered from the room on all fours. Dodging into a dark room he shut the door.
He had to escape.