BRIDGETTE

The sky was already pitch black by the time that I came out of my room and was escorted out towards the war room by one of his guards. On this night, the moon was already hiding behind a large pile of black clouds, bursting out intermittently every now and then to send its silver rays to the earth before it went back into hiding. 

As we walked towards the room, I felt the air. It felt heavy, like it had secrets in it, or maybe it was my own mind, which was crammed with many secrets that I had to guard dearly. Two weeks had passed since I...