A Very Wavy Escape

I looked around, trying to see any sort of sign of an escape. But there was none, the room was completely sealed off.

I then heard footsteps coming towards the door. I quickly sat down, thinking it may be Rocke. As the door opened, I saw a regular TSA agent, who was probably coming in to check on me. He was quite stubby, and his beady eyes scanned the room until they saw me.

"Hey, you okay in here?" he asked.

I didn't say a word. He grunted and walked over to me. He then felt my pulse and looked into my eyes. "You don't seem too hurt," he said. "You hit the water hard, but you're lucky you didn't hit your head on anything."

I still said nothing.

He then sighed and walked back towards the door, but then I saw something. His utility belt. If I could click the button and take his wand, I could knock him out and cut myself from these ropes. But they were very strong apparently.

Maybe I could break the chair.