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Last night I started remembering how I came to be free. It is all a blur but I remember that on that night my only friend had a visitor in his cell, a mage or a priest dressed in red, I can't remember the face. My friend was begging him on his knees for something, crying, holding on to his staff. I can't hear the words spoken. The next thing I remember was him getting shot full of bolts in the hallway, we were out of our cells for some reason. Then I remember running, at the end of the hallway I saw him, the man in red, he moved his hand, then darkness… And after that the field. I remember hearing fighting in the other parts of the compound, all the slaves must have gotten free somehow, I don't know if the mage helped us or if he tried to stop us. All I know is that I never saw him before or after that night. Maybe someone carried me out, it must have been it. Maybe they were chased and when they finally caught up to them they had no choice but to leave me and the slavers somehow didn't notice me? I will probably never know how it exactly happened, I must have been unconscious all that time...
