Creative Writing: The Jail Door

I take a deep breath. Breathe in, breathe out. How bad could it be? 4 people fall from the sky... What could happen? I smooth out my shirt and walk up to the jail door, taking out my key and turning it in the lock slowly. The door opens and I peer inside, shocked to find all four of them asleep. I let out a small breath of relief and knock on the inside of the entryway. No one moves. I knock louder, and the one with blue hair sits straight up, eyes wide with confusion.

"Wha- Where am I? Who are you?" He stares at me, and it takes me a few seconds to remember what I was supposed to say. "We're releasing you. Wake up your friends." I immediately shut the door when I hear him start to swear under his breath. Wow, that could of gone better. I sigh loudly as I realize the door would

I wonder where they actually came from, is there a realm above ours? Could there be others? Will there be others? I just sigh and lay down. I look outside, and notice the sun setting. I could just sleep, relax for a while, let my thinking end. It's pretty stressful, always having to deal with little mishaps. But this is a big one, not something that can be fixed in a day. Maybe I should schedule another time for me to meet with them, and get some more answers. I don't want my father to get to them before I do. He can be a little.. Harsh.

I let my eyes flutter shut and my brain drift into a sleep state. By the time I wake up, it must be around 5am. Wow, that nap really messed with my sleep schedule. Well, not much I can do about it now. I feel wide awake, why not take a walk and watch the sunrise? It's not everyday I get to see one. I get up out of bed and make my way downstairs when I notice my father sitting at the table drinking coffee. What is he doing up? He looks really tired. "What are you doing awake?" He asks me before I get the chance to ask him the same thing. "Went to bed early, can't fall back asleep." He just nods. "What about