[whitexsuicide]

Amelia Marie Diederich

Amelia heard them coming too, and grabbed Donnie's hand. Her checks became rosey, but she knew not to worry about that now, they had to leave. She tugged on his hand in the direction of the guards. They just had to distract them long enough to get out.

Donnie naturally pulled ahead of her, leading the way through the rotting prisoners. Her mind was racing around with ideas and plans. She saw the guards darting towards them, when it hit her. She starts to scream, and slow down just a bit. "One of the prisoners knocked out the guard! We just ran as fast as we could!" She knew it would only get them off their backs long enough to get back safely to the pub. She only hoped that they wouldn't come looking for them later. Or if the alchemists would rat them out.

It only took them a few moments to get back to the pub, but when they got there, Amelia could barely breathe. She felt she wasn't getting enough oxygen, taking bigger and bigger breathes until she felt safe to move again. She looked up and found that they were still in the middle of the pub and people were staring, it was almost becoming a familiar feeling to her. Once she was ready, she went to the up stairs to their room and lied down. "Do you think she will show tonight?"