then zachary , jasmine , and aysha ran into the room containing the boxes to free the others , others who appeared like figures wandering from a concentration camp -- malnourished , wizened , and breakable and though they emerged from their boxed-prisons in all imaginable ways , zachary seemed to have repeating flashbacks concerning those who upon leaving the confines of their box had been punching , crying , laughing , pleading , and even one who had been calmly waving as if freedom had all along been expected .