attempt #?:

• power-blocking collar wasn't quite working somehow. either damaged or not strong enough and poorly modified to be enough.
• telekinetically holding a brick. i needed it to escape. something about a door. someone loomed over me and, acting on instinct, i hit him with the brick.
• a pool of blue[indigo?] blood on the ground around his head. i was scared. i ran.
• terrified, desperately running.
• he might have been [z]'s ancestor.
• i did not want to have killed him even though he probably deserved it.
• i once asked a tarot-reader blog whether he had survived. the card was not completely decisive but leaned toward him having survived.
• i don't know what number attempt this was. it may have been the last one.

second-last attempt:

• she approached me. she was my age. lime. long straight hair.
• she'd heard someone talking about me. that i had tried to escape so many times.
• she wanted to escape with me. maybe she thought it would work better with two. maybe she just didn't realize that - since i still was there - all previous attempts had failed.
• as did this one.
• i had tried to escape so many times that my punishment should have been death. but apparently i was too [useful/valuable/?] to kill.
• they killed her instead.
• and made me watch.
• before she died i think she said "you've got to make it out for both of us now."
• i stopped trying to escape. for [at least? at most? about?] half a sweep.

last attempt:

• i don't remember much about this one. unless the first one listed here was it.
• all i'm sure of is that S. was there.
• i'm not sure whether he got me out or he helped me get out.
• either way, i made it out. because of him.
• and i fell in love.