Chapter 1: The Puzzle

My fingers moved methodically over the wire puzzle, feeling each intersection where the thin metal strands crossed and locked together. Other subjects might see chaos, but I saw poetry - a dance of metal and space that spoke to me in ways I couldn't explain. Each wire had its own path to freedom, its own story to tell. The small locking tubes clicked softly as I worked them loose, adding their quiet music to the ventilation's droning.