There was no time for Alena to focus on what she had done, Erika grabbed her hand and yanked her up, running towards the other guard. He had heard the thud and was coming to investigate. This time it was Erika’s turn to do what she must. She smelt the fresh air, heard the water, and letting go of Alena’s hand, slid under the guard’s feet to knock him down. She then rose her hands, pulling the water to her as she covered the guard’s head, his screams muffled by the water. He struggled but nothing he did stopped the water from drowning him. She hardened her heart, her silhouette framed by the moonlight as she watched him stop fighting. She knew if she pulled back now he would live. He would be unconscious and out for a long time, there would probably be brain damage but he would live.

She stopped. She couldn’t bring herself to kill him. She thought she had been prepared but she wasn’t. Erika found Alena and grabbed her hand, dragging her out the door as they ran, trying to find the shadows to hide in, but first a deep breath. Even if it was raining the fresh air was so much better then the stale air of hopelessness in their work house.