Francesca's Dream

From the Outside In

Okay guys this chapter bounces from one character to the other a lot so bare with me, but I gives a lot of info that will be used in other chapters. I hope you enjoy:)

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Francesca walked through the sleeping house. It was eerie ,but peaceful in a comforting way. There was no one up to walk the halls; only her ,and her thoughts. Francesca descended the stairs silently, she found the servants steps. 

Eric poured himself another glass of red wine; he sat reading in the same spot he was in when Francesca had knocked on the door. She leaving a lasting impression on him; she was bold, but shy at the same time. She could walk into a room covered in dust, and heads would turn in her direction. He would never forget the days that he had visited her in the camp hospital. He had seem her in every form; when she was peacefully sleeping, in tears of pain and anger, and when she smiled. This girl from the other world was getting in his head and under his skin like no one else. He knew she was something special from the day he found her among the poppies.

Eric knew that this girl was not a cur, but if he had reported that then she would have been killed for the sheer reason that they wouldn't know what to do with her. He had faked her papers, saying that she had been part fairy, due to her pail features. 

He was falling for this girl, the question is how far would he fall for her. Eric knew what he had to do; he hustled over to his writing desk. Grabbing up his fountain he quickly wrote a letter to an old, and wise friend. 

The days were getting harder for Aira without Francesca around the camp. It had been over a week since Francesca had left the camp. Meals were quiet, like they were when anyone left the group. They had lost two friends in the past to this despicable prison, now Francesca was gone too. Helena tried to cheer everyone up but even she was up set at losing another friend. 

Aira had been sleeping in Francesca's bed every night; her sweet smell still lay on her thin pillow. Helena had woken him up several times during the night; he had awoken sweating and mumbling. He had bags under his eyes, and he was lacking in his work. If he kept this up then the officers would deem him unfit and exterminate him. 

Dinner was now over; the group made their way back to the bunk house. Skott jumped up in his bed only to find a folded up piece of paper laying on top of his pillow. "Hey guys you might want to see this." He said sounding hesitant. "What is it?" Audrey said jumping on to his bunk to hers. Aira and Helena now stood at his feet looking up at him. Skott read aloud, quietly so that only they could hear...

Dear Friends,

You must remain strong in your time of despair; help is waiting for you on the outside and in.

Sincerely, TW

Skott looked up from the note; his friends had both their eyes wide and mouths open in astonishment. There was someone on the outside who was willing to help them, this TW was their way to freedom. "Aira this is our way out, we have to escape and see this TW." Helena said smiling from ear to ear. Aira looked down at her smiling face, some times he forgot just how young she really was. "We will escape with the help of this TW, but first I think we need to figure out who this inside man is that is mentioned in the note."