John was released, and they are free

John slowly recovered from what was practically a blackout. Some of the things he said echoed in his head, and he turned red and hoped they would never be mentioned again.

Something felt different though... the straps on his arm didn't feel tight. Sure enough, all the straps on him had been released.

"Mom, we're free." Despite the sense of relief he hardly dared speak to her.

There was silence for a moment, then "You are free. See if you can undo me"

John jumped up almost fell down, he had been immobile so long. Soon he found the bolts on his mother's shackles, and the door to the room unlocked. They staggered out into the day.