She could not breathe! Each time she yelled for help, Jeannie felt as though her lungs were collapsing and not re-inflating properly. It was not the same as being in her bottle. Or even the same as being stuck inside some of the other places that she had been trapped in. She hated that feeling, of being unable to get out, hated it deeply. But this was even worse, and far more frightening. She was trapped in a box and they were going to bury her! Jeannie began to cry, sobbing with each call for help, wondering if anyone could even hear her.
But somebody did! There was a sudden slice of bright light and then she was moving and somebody telling her that she would be alright. Jeannie looked up, trying to see who her rescuer was, but the light was making her eyes sting and she blinked a few times. Then she gasped.
Blue eyes. Dark hair. A blue jacket with a military cut to the shoulders. The voice seemed off, but that must just be because she had been inside the metal cabinet, that was all. It was him! He had finally come for her! She knew he would not leave her!
With great enthusiasm, Jeannie sat up, threw her arms around him and kissed him. Right on the mouth! Her master darling was finally here!