I grab the handle.
"No, it has to work, it has to!"
I jiggle it, and it doesn't budge.
"I know a way, move."
I slam my fist into it.
"Jason, you're going to hurt yourself!"
"No, I can do it...." I hit it again.
"Jason!"
I keep hitting it.
It finally clicks.
"Got it!"
I grab the handle, and unlock it. I peek out and look around.
"Clear. Let's go."
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Academy Of The Royals (Draft version)
FantasyThis is really old and not really worth reading, it's very poorly written In a world made up of only kingdoms how do people have any freedom? Well some would say they don't, that's how that uprisings started. But what happens when rebels invade the...
