Oscar W

That’s when I knew I should run. I darted through the burly guards, using the distraction from my loyal bodyguard to escape from the somehow heavily guarded castle of Dutch. I heard shouting behind me as I sprinted, trying to find the exit. Suddenly, I froze. I heard the sounds of a gun loading. And believe me, I heard the crack of the bullet as it hit the old dusty stone wall. I looked to my left to see another platoon of guards, ready to raise their rifles and kill me in the blink of an eye. “Time to run.”