You bolt into the forest, hopefully to lose them, after all you know these woods better then anyone. You can hear all the other kids running behind you yelling threats. You jump over and duck under branches. Running one way then turning on a button in another. Sometimes kids will get in front of you, and you mearly slid under their feet, on the fresh dew. All the while one thought is running through your mind: I'm goona die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die.
Before you know it you're at the castle. To your right is the kichens, you talk to the head cook at market sometimes and she's nice, you're sure she'll help you hide. To your left is a training coarse for squires, and it's huge. You know your way around it and by now they must be getting tired, just run through the training coarse and you could lose them. Where do you go?
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