Chapter 23

Rimson

The cells were dark, the ground was uneven, the air was a cold chill. Rimson felt a tickle between his fingers, another mouse, passed just by him. He heard a door open from a far, and light came bursting in, he could see his friends and crew around him in their cells, depressed. As the footsteps drew closer, the light grew brighter. It was not until he smelled the food did Rimson realize how hungry he was, his mouth watered and stomach growled. Two guards were handing out the food to the four cells. Rimson had a plate of porridge with half a loaf of bread on the side and a bottle of water.

The two guards left the scene, and then Rimson heard more footsteps. 'Three men' He thought. Rimson saw the men coming, they were both dragging someone, someone injured. "There's no empty cell for him." A man said.

"Just put him in a cell with anyone." The other guy replied, they opened the cell door and the two men threw the guy they were dragging inside Rimson's cell and then shut the door. Rimson then finally realized who it is, "Bren!" He said, in astonishment.

Then the light went out.

"I thought you were dead! Well it doesn't matter now I guess, we'll all either die or get tortured then die." Rimson said.

"I thought you were dead too." Said Bren, coughing out blood.

"What did they do to you? You look horrible."

"Oh, only torture me after they fixed my leg." Bren tried to stand up but his legs failed him and fell.

"No need to stand up, it's useless."

"Not if I got this," Bren put a hand in his shirt and pull out a key. "The key out of here!"

"H-How in the world did you get THAT?" Rimson was amazed, and happy.

"Just snatched it off some guard whilst running before they shot me, and I then hid it in my shirt pocket, who would've known that pocket would be handy, they never tried to search it!" Bren got up to his feet this time, and started towards the cell door. "It might not be the key to our cell, but it's a cell key alright, I heard from the medical room a guard lost his cell key."

Bren put the key in the hole and tried to turn it, but it didn't work. "Well, any of you guys would care to try? I'll throw you the key, if it doesn't fit then throw it to the other cell, then get the other keys and free us." Bren turned around, then realized he couldn't see through the blackness.

"Here, throw it here!" A little voice said, a boy of 15 started a fire infront of them so Bren could throw the key, and so he did.

The boy put the key in the hole and it opened, then he went to the stack of keys on the shelf and threw it to Bren and Bren opened the cell while Rimson stood there watching. "What about our crew?" Said Rimson.

"They're here, dont worry, we'll find them and get out." Bren replied.

"Oh,oh, you're the ones who tried to assassinate the president? Can I join you? I have no where to go." The boy who threw the keys said.

"It's very dangerous."

"It's better then living in the streets, I can help you with the prison escape and help you get your friends." the boy replied, eagerly.

"Alright, what's your name?" Asked Bren.

"Green, people call me green. My real name is Anther although I would prefer if you call me green." The boy said.

"Alright Green, lets get out of here!" Replied Bren as they left the cells to find their crew.