EMILY
The night was suddenly so cold as I moved through the halls and towards the main door. It was at that moment that I caught some movement through the corner of my right eye. Sliding behind the pillar, I focused on the angle the movement had come from and noticed that there were about three guards talking to each other.
"I don’t know why you’re delaying us, Chester," one of them grumbled as he tapped his gun. "We have to be at the border in a few minutes, or the head officer will have our necks. What part of that don’t you understand?"
The so-called Chester groaned as he pulled out a bottle from his back pocket, taking a long swig. "Ok, you’re scared of death, but we would die anyway in this battle. I have been working for so long, and I deserve some rest. What is the bad thing in t
