The Two Year Gamble- Chapter 3: Escape

Chapter 3: Escape

“Sapphire, eh,” the thief said, “The name’s Ralph.” The man did not seem like a bad guy, at least in my prospective. He was strange, and even peculiar in some cases, but not a bad guy

“So,” I questioned, “why did you become a ‘thief”?”

“That,” Ralph replied, “is a story told for another day if we’re alive by then.”

Ralph seemed like a mysterious person. As a person who wields amnesia, he seemed to be going through a lot. His scars in his face reveal beatings, all-out fights, and even some cases, suicide. He could be an escaped slave if there was any more in this world.

“I think I got a plan,” Ralph said, “See those guards over there?” He pointed at the two guards at the front of the cell room. I nodded silently.

“We tell them that your leg is sprained,” Ralph whispered more quietly, “And you also need to act like it. Once they enter our cell, we knock them out.”

“It seems dangerous though. I mean the guards have weapons and we’re unarmed and do not even know where our weapons are.”

“Don’t worry,” Ralph insured, “I already have been in this building possibly five times. I already have memorized it. Plus, remember we have the element of surprise.”

Well, we have nothing to lose. We already are going to die anyways. So, it does not hurt to try.

“Hey guards!” Ralph called.

I got into position and put my leg on the floor. I did not just act like I was in pain. I was pouring all the pain I had received all into my leg. I almost cried even.

One of the guards turned and looked at Ralph.

“The kid’s leg is sprained!”

The two guards walked towards our cell. The guard looked at me for a minute and then opened the cell.

“How did you break your leg?!” the guard seemed frustrated.

“I, I, I wanted to trick you!” I said, once Ralph knock them both out by elbowing them on their back of their neck.

“Let’s go!” Ralph said, “We don’t have time to wait, the guards will immediately know when a guard is knocked unconscious.”

Ralph and I dashed out of the cell room. Ralph had stayed in the front to guide me.

“First, our weapons,” the thief said. I have a feeling that he’s going to take more than he actually has.

“The weapon room is just towards our left,” Ralph stated.

When we got to the weapon room, there was a large stash of weapons. Some looked so expensive; it looked like it was made entirely by crystals and rubies.

“Ruby,” I said like it was a familiar name. Suddenly, I had a headache. It was like someone was poking holes into my brain.

“What’s wrong?” Ralph said looking at me with a suspicious look.

“Nothing,” I said slowly getting up, still in the effects of the headache.

“Whatever you say,” Ralph replied as he looted practically every expensive thing he could see.

I looked around, trying to find my two blades and saw it near a pile of other deadly swords.

“You probably need something else,” Ralph said.

“Plus, since you’re going to be a fugitive,” Ralph explained, “The stronger the weapons you loot, the weaker they get.”

I took my two swords and put them in my back, making the letter X. I looked around for another weapon. I found a container that was holding a red liquid inside.

“What’s this?” I asked.

“If you drink it,” Ralph said, “It will burn your body inside out.

I looked at the liquid and thought it was not possible for a liquid to be so powerful.

“Sapphire, better find your weapon quickly, because I hear fast footsteps.” Ralph explained.

I quickly picked up a bow and nodded to signal that I was finished. After that, we ran towards the exit. It was about fifty meters away.