The Beginning (Journal 1)

Journal 1: In the beginning, it was all so fast I couldn't see. I ran so hard from my cell I only saw and remember one thing, a man losing his life begging for me to help him, yet I sprinted across the gunfire, across the screaming and the siren - oh the siren I heard. The lights scanned for them, the ones that lit the match for the revolution in which they had been banished to eternity for. Then, there was me walking away without a scratch, with only lesser ringing in my ears from the gunfire and shrieks. This was where it began, this was truly the beginning,