The Sirens where getting louder.
All i could hear was my breathing as I ran.
I had escaped the plantaiton.
But not the authorities.
I didn't know where I was going, but it was better then in the hands of my master.I would be beaten for sneaking out of the slave houses.
Or Worse.
Death
The thought gave me new hope knowing i wouldn't face it. Not by a whip, not by a gun
The sound of the helicopter startled me.
The gunshots made me drop to the floor covering my head.
And the lights flashing in my face,told me i was caught.
Then, Boom!
The next thing i know i was up and running,i couldn't see a thing and then....
