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*Action/Scene Change*
Character Name
- Their Speech
- Their Thoughts
Narrator
-(POV Change)-
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-(Dex's POV)-
I was lying on my bed, trying to get at least some sleep.
But the place I was in wasn't letting me think straight.
My stomach growled.
Dex
- *sigh* I'm just going to die here...
Assuming the silence currently ruling this place, it was a deep night.
Only sometimes sounds of boots were being heard, indicating the night guards patrolling.
Minutes seemed like hours, my mind thinking about the most random stuff.
Dead silence occurred for approximately 30 minutes until I heard Michael get up and walk to the energy barrier.
He was looking around outside the cell, his eyes darting from left to right.
Dex
- Umm... Mike? - I asked confused.
Michael
- SHH! Be quiet! - he whispered angrily.
He was like this until I heard someone quietly approaching our direction.
A dark and big silhouette appeared in my sight.
The energy barrier disappeared and I saw the person.
An anthro wolf covered in armor.
Michael
- Are you hungry? Come with us.
I got up, still staring at the wolf.
Then we headed in an unknown direction.
Dex
- ...Wait - I said gaining their attention.
Dex
- Can my friend come with me? - I asked worried about Blake.
Michael looked at the anthro waiting for an answer.
The anthro nodded.
Michael
- Where is his cell?
Dex
- Next to ours.
We headed to Blake's cell.
*Small Timeskip*
We were walking through some narrow hallways after the anthro led us to a secret door.
In the end, we entered a big secret room filled with lots of different stuff.
There was a bunch of papers with different information connected with pins and lines, in the way you would see in detective movies.
On the left side were a lot of MREs and different types of food.
On the left side were several assault rifles and pistols.
In the center of the room was a table with a map on top of it showing the prison's plan and its surrounding areas.
Blake
- ...Are you planning a revolt or what? - Blake broke the silence with his confusion.
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Project R.A.Z.E.
RandomWar. Hate. Millions of death It's been over 15 years since the war between humans and anthros started. Blake was only 2 years old when the fateful day arrived. Because of constant raids and attacks on human cities and bases, he had no choice, but to...
