Jehssope's Point Of View
"C'mon we can't stay here anymore, Maihsson!" I whispered harshly.
"Huh? What are you talking about? Where would we go? And how the hell would we get there?!" He argued.
We didn't have time to argue. I had heard the guards talking and heard we were about to be under siege. In my 18 years of being here in the Lore'rahlye facility, no one had ever treated us with kindness. There was no way someone would be coming here to rescue us.
"They're coming! They are going to go to war with the army here!" I said, dragging him out of bed.
"What? Who's they? How do you know? Explain what the hell is going on, Jehssope!" He said, pulling his arm free from my grasp.
"I don't know who it is. I don't even know why they are doing it, I just heard the guards talking about preparing for a fight. If you want to stay here and risk getting captured by a new 'Master' then be my guest, but I'm not staying here any longer!" I yelled, finally fed up with his stubbornness.
