"You were all I wanted
All my dreams have fallen down
Crawling round and round and round" (Remy Zero - Save Me)
Leigh lays on an old warn out mattress. She has bandages covering all of her wounds. Do to her critical condition she is located in a small room by herself. Word was sent to her mother that she had been found and injured by 'a gang of boys.' She was to pick her up some time that evening.
Leigh had become unconscious while being placed into the carriage a week ago. When she awoke she found herself where she is now, in a small dimly lit room. When someone came to dress her wounds she did not fight or struggle to break free. It wasn't only because she didn't have any strength to do so, but mainly because she didn't care that she had been caught.
The person that she had loved turned out to be the one who killed her father, whom she had loved dearly. If Leigh had anymore tears left to cry she would have let them freely shed, but she couldn't cry anymore. As the person left she spoke to someone outside of the doorway. Not knowing that Leigh could her she said to the person, "Poor thing. I'm surprised she's survived this long. She'll surely die by the end of the night though. She's just lost too much blood, and her injuries are so serious."
"That's it. There's nothin' left for me ta live for." Leigh thought to herself.
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The group, in pairs, make their way to the refuge. The gate in front was locked and guarded by two officers. "Stupid Bulls." Jack says under his breath. "Alright boys, let's go." he says as he glances over toward Jake. Jack nods to Jake as he gets the rope ready. "Jake, are ya ready?" He nods his head, hesitantly, and then approaches the gate.
He turns to look at the guys, who wave at him to go. Releasing a sigh he walks to one of the two guards. Clearing his throat he gets their attention.
"And what could we do for ya fadder?" One of the officers asks. Jake, wearing his cousin's priest attire, along with a top hat to cover his face, musters his voice and responds to the officer's question.
"Good evening to ya, um, you." Jake tries to correct his bad grammar. "I need one of you, if you would be kind enough, ta bring me into da, the refuge." Jake says, while perspiration grows upon his forehead. The officers look at one another. Jake senses their questioning him. So he continues. "I have information on, um, da murderer Spot Conlon." The two guards immediately react to the mentioning of Spot's name.
"Right this way then fadder." The officer extends his hand in the direction of the gate, Jake following it. As the two reach the main entrance to the refuge the others began to take part in the 'rescue mission'.
Spot walks over to the guard that remained behind and taps him on the shoulder. The guard turns casually around but when he sees who has tapped him on the shoulder a look of shock comes over his face. "Hi." Spot simply says, enjoying the look of disbelief the guard gives him. The guard shakes his head and then reaches for his whistle. While he did this Spot balled his hand into a fist and then sent it into the guard's round and plump stomach. The guard takes a few steps back. Spot advances on him and punches him again, but this time in the face. Spot grabs the guard, who is on the brink of unconsciousness, Spot studies him for a moment then says; "This is for Leigh." as he punches him for the last time. The others come out from the shadows, and together enter the refuge premises.
Jake made sure to distract the guard beside him while the others got through the gate. "Officer, do you.you" Jake stammers, trying to think of something to say. "Come on, just say something! Open your mouth and say something!" Jake tries, but he can't say anything.
"What is it Father?" The officer asks with a strange look upon his face. Jake tries once more to say something.
"Do you like dogs?" "Oh that was great! Dumbass!" Jake reprimands himself. The officer stares at him, baffled.
"Umm, sure." The two finally enter the refuge. Jake was reminded of a quote that he had read when he had attended school as the door was closed behind them; "Ye who enter here abandon all hope." "They should have dat written above da door ta dis place." He thought to himself.
Outside everyone had made it into the refuge's premises. Skittery splits apart from the group to find a lookout place for him to hide. After finding a large group of shrubs he situates himself. "Poifect, I can see everythin' from er." He says to himself. The shrubs are conveniently located near the center of the yard. He covers himself with a few branches and then begins to watch his surroundings.
The remaining seven carefully make their way to the side of the building. Jack lassos his rope and with a swing and a flick of the wrist he releases it. The rope flies up and then falls back down to the ground. Jack gives a small smile as he picks the rope up that lay by his feet, he then repeats his throwing action. This time the throw is successful and it catches around a small brick chimney. Jack gives a nod to Kid Blink and Mush. Kid Blink gulps. "We gotta climb up dat thing?!" He quietly asks in shock.
"What? You think you were gonna take da stairs?" Spot asks as he hands him the rope. "It ain't hard." Mush gives Spot a look of disbelief. "You can use da window ledges as foot holds." He says as he takes Kid Blinks' hand and places the rope in it.
"Come on Mush." Kid Blink says as he begins to climb up the rope. Mush releases a long breath of air and then follows him. The remaining five depart and head for another way of entering the building. Kid Blink pulls himself up over the roof's edge. He sits for a moment, catching his breath.
"Hey! A little help er?!" Mush says as he tries to pull himself up. Kid blink releases a small laugh as he stands up to help his friend. With both of them finally on the roof Kid Blink makes his way to the other side, so he can keep watch over there. Mush does the same to the side they climbed up.
The five make their way to the backside of the building. "Now here comes da tricky part." Jack says as they stop.
"Great." Bumlets says sarcastically. Spot looks up at their destination. A small-unbarred window is above him.
"Dat's the only unbarred window in da place, except for a few dat are just not possible ta get into. It's only a storage room of some sort." Jack says as he studies the window with Spot. Race steps forward.
"That's great and all, but how are we suppose ta get into a window dat's on da second floor?" He asks while crossing his arms. Spot turns to him.
"It ain't dat high up." He says. Jack crouches down.
"Come on Race, get on my shoulders." Racetrack just shakes his head in disbelief but gets on Jack's shoulders. Jack slowly gets up. "Ya know, it wouldn't hurt for ya ta--"
"Shut-up Jack." Racetrack cuts Jack off. Jack doesn't continue what he was saying, he just grins. He unsteadily rises to the window. Race places his hands on the wall to help balance himself as he examines the window.
"Just break the damn thing!" Jack hisses as his knees begin to wobble. Racetrack shrugs his shoulders and then sends his elbow into the glass. The window breaks. Racetrack removes the remaining shards of glass and then pulls himself threw. Jack rubs the back of his neck. Racetrack pops his head out from the now broken window.
"Let's move it fellas!" He says to them below. Jack rolls his eyes and then kneels down. Spot walks over to him and places his foot in Jack's hands.
"Ready?" Spot nods his head. Jack boosts Spot up and Racetrack grabs his hand and pulls him in. "Bumlets, you're next." Jack says. Bumlets and then Specs make it in the same way as Spot. "Now here comes the easy part." Jack says sarcastically. He takes a few steps back and then begins to run toward the building. When he reaches it he places his foot upon the wall to boost himself up. Spot is hanging out from the window and grabs Jack's arm. He pulls him in. Now all were inside.
All my dreams have fallen down
Crawling round and round and round" (Remy Zero - Save Me)
Leigh lays on an old warn out mattress. She has bandages covering all of her wounds. Do to her critical condition she is located in a small room by herself. Word was sent to her mother that she had been found and injured by 'a gang of boys.' She was to pick her up some time that evening.
Leigh had become unconscious while being placed into the carriage a week ago. When she awoke she found herself where she is now, in a small dimly lit room. When someone came to dress her wounds she did not fight or struggle to break free. It wasn't only because she didn't have any strength to do so, but mainly because she didn't care that she had been caught.
The person that she had loved turned out to be the one who killed her father, whom she had loved dearly. If Leigh had anymore tears left to cry she would have let them freely shed, but she couldn't cry anymore. As the person left she spoke to someone outside of the doorway. Not knowing that Leigh could her she said to the person, "Poor thing. I'm surprised she's survived this long. She'll surely die by the end of the night though. She's just lost too much blood, and her injuries are so serious."
"That's it. There's nothin' left for me ta live for." Leigh thought to herself.
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The group, in pairs, make their way to the refuge. The gate in front was locked and guarded by two officers. "Stupid Bulls." Jack says under his breath. "Alright boys, let's go." he says as he glances over toward Jake. Jack nods to Jake as he gets the rope ready. "Jake, are ya ready?" He nods his head, hesitantly, and then approaches the gate.
He turns to look at the guys, who wave at him to go. Releasing a sigh he walks to one of the two guards. Clearing his throat he gets their attention.
"And what could we do for ya fadder?" One of the officers asks. Jake, wearing his cousin's priest attire, along with a top hat to cover his face, musters his voice and responds to the officer's question.
"Good evening to ya, um, you." Jake tries to correct his bad grammar. "I need one of you, if you would be kind enough, ta bring me into da, the refuge." Jake says, while perspiration grows upon his forehead. The officers look at one another. Jake senses their questioning him. So he continues. "I have information on, um, da murderer Spot Conlon." The two guards immediately react to the mentioning of Spot's name.
"Right this way then fadder." The officer extends his hand in the direction of the gate, Jake following it. As the two reach the main entrance to the refuge the others began to take part in the 'rescue mission'.
Spot walks over to the guard that remained behind and taps him on the shoulder. The guard turns casually around but when he sees who has tapped him on the shoulder a look of shock comes over his face. "Hi." Spot simply says, enjoying the look of disbelief the guard gives him. The guard shakes his head and then reaches for his whistle. While he did this Spot balled his hand into a fist and then sent it into the guard's round and plump stomach. The guard takes a few steps back. Spot advances on him and punches him again, but this time in the face. Spot grabs the guard, who is on the brink of unconsciousness, Spot studies him for a moment then says; "This is for Leigh." as he punches him for the last time. The others come out from the shadows, and together enter the refuge premises.
Jake made sure to distract the guard beside him while the others got through the gate. "Officer, do you.you" Jake stammers, trying to think of something to say. "Come on, just say something! Open your mouth and say something!" Jake tries, but he can't say anything.
"What is it Father?" The officer asks with a strange look upon his face. Jake tries once more to say something.
"Do you like dogs?" "Oh that was great! Dumbass!" Jake reprimands himself. The officer stares at him, baffled.
"Umm, sure." The two finally enter the refuge. Jake was reminded of a quote that he had read when he had attended school as the door was closed behind them; "Ye who enter here abandon all hope." "They should have dat written above da door ta dis place." He thought to himself.
Outside everyone had made it into the refuge's premises. Skittery splits apart from the group to find a lookout place for him to hide. After finding a large group of shrubs he situates himself. "Poifect, I can see everythin' from er." He says to himself. The shrubs are conveniently located near the center of the yard. He covers himself with a few branches and then begins to watch his surroundings.
The remaining seven carefully make their way to the side of the building. Jack lassos his rope and with a swing and a flick of the wrist he releases it. The rope flies up and then falls back down to the ground. Jack gives a small smile as he picks the rope up that lay by his feet, he then repeats his throwing action. This time the throw is successful and it catches around a small brick chimney. Jack gives a nod to Kid Blink and Mush. Kid Blink gulps. "We gotta climb up dat thing?!" He quietly asks in shock.
"What? You think you were gonna take da stairs?" Spot asks as he hands him the rope. "It ain't hard." Mush gives Spot a look of disbelief. "You can use da window ledges as foot holds." He says as he takes Kid Blinks' hand and places the rope in it.
"Come on Mush." Kid Blink says as he begins to climb up the rope. Mush releases a long breath of air and then follows him. The remaining five depart and head for another way of entering the building. Kid Blink pulls himself up over the roof's edge. He sits for a moment, catching his breath.
"Hey! A little help er?!" Mush says as he tries to pull himself up. Kid blink releases a small laugh as he stands up to help his friend. With both of them finally on the roof Kid Blink makes his way to the other side, so he can keep watch over there. Mush does the same to the side they climbed up.
The five make their way to the backside of the building. "Now here comes da tricky part." Jack says as they stop.
"Great." Bumlets says sarcastically. Spot looks up at their destination. A small-unbarred window is above him.
"Dat's the only unbarred window in da place, except for a few dat are just not possible ta get into. It's only a storage room of some sort." Jack says as he studies the window with Spot. Race steps forward.
"That's great and all, but how are we suppose ta get into a window dat's on da second floor?" He asks while crossing his arms. Spot turns to him.
"It ain't dat high up." He says. Jack crouches down.
"Come on Race, get on my shoulders." Racetrack just shakes his head in disbelief but gets on Jack's shoulders. Jack slowly gets up. "Ya know, it wouldn't hurt for ya ta--"
"Shut-up Jack." Racetrack cuts Jack off. Jack doesn't continue what he was saying, he just grins. He unsteadily rises to the window. Race places his hands on the wall to help balance himself as he examines the window.
"Just break the damn thing!" Jack hisses as his knees begin to wobble. Racetrack shrugs his shoulders and then sends his elbow into the glass. The window breaks. Racetrack removes the remaining shards of glass and then pulls himself threw. Jack rubs the back of his neck. Racetrack pops his head out from the now broken window.
"Let's move it fellas!" He says to them below. Jack rolls his eyes and then kneels down. Spot walks over to him and places his foot in Jack's hands.
"Ready?" Spot nods his head. Jack boosts Spot up and Racetrack grabs his hand and pulls him in. "Bumlets, you're next." Jack says. Bumlets and then Specs make it in the same way as Spot. "Now here comes the easy part." Jack says sarcastically. He takes a few steps back and then begins to run toward the building. When he reaches it he places his foot upon the wall to boost himself up. Spot is hanging out from the window and grabs Jack's arm. He pulls him in. Now all were inside.