If I were to lock you in a cage and poke you with a poker every few days while only allowing you the bare minimum to stay alive, during your stay some people party next to you cage ignoring you for years. You know some , if not most of these people are my friends and aid me in my keep of you.

During one of these parties you manage to pick your lock and find a weapon. What do you do?

Oh yeah. I made the cage out of parts of your house, we're in your house, and while some of the neighborhood is on your side the chief of police is arming me and supplies party favors.