John’s point of view
Sweat strings had already started forming on my forehead in the cold night. We needed to retreat but how. Jane looked as scared as I was, we didn't know what the Rights were up to, we dare not anger them.
Jane whispered “how do we leave here unnoticed”, she asked. I needed to think, an idea crossed my mind. I picked up a twig and threw it across, creating a sound as it landes. Myra and Dane Righs rushed over to where the twig landed, buying us enough time to run out, but I needed to see what they were doing, so I rushed and picked up the map as we hurried out.
Jane asked if the map could serve as evidence, but I wasn't sure. We didn't stop running till we got to our cabin. We entered and closed the door, we were breathing so hard. We opened up the map and stood ove
