Play maker just watched as Emmery cleaned the floors. She slipped out of the dreadful place. She wore a black hooded cape to help deal with the dreadful sun. For once she was happy for the black sunglasses that Emmery had found for her. She slightly felt bad for him and his dreadful followers. They where fighting a war that wasn't going to end with them winning. She just laughed and began to hum to herself as she walked to the forest. She had to find the others that where needed to ensure the poor brothers wouldn't make it far in this town.

Vulpe open his eyes as he found himself alone again. He looked at the sad room. He sighed as he walked to the bordered up window. He closed his eyes as he took down the first board. It felt like he had took the first steeps out of his prison. He placed it by the window on the floor as he took the next one down. He smiled once he was done and peered out the rather dusty old window for the first time in his life. He couldn't believe he had found the courage to do it. His eyes landed on the paper at the bottom of his prison. He slowly open the old window that gave him trouble. He fraught with it till it finally open. He almost collapsed on the window frame as he rested on it. He stared at the paper as he watched it float up to him. He collapsed on the floor with it as he closed his head. He was so tired now. Physical work was not his cup of tea.