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[b]Pansy[/b][/centre]

She was right. They couldn't escape the island without a ship of some kind. Pansy licked his lips nervously and stared into the younger girls face. She was just as scared as him. He looked around him briefly, terrified that a man with a gun would jump out from behind a corner before revealing a crude plan he had come up with moments before "We need to get out of this town and hide somewhere. If there are...men with guns around, we can escape into the countryside or something until it dies down, then we can go to Kuiper and get help. We can't stay in Krukow town, though. It's much too dangerous, especially for people like you and me".

It was a silly plan and he could already see several flaws in it. But it was the best they had. Escaping the island was an issue, though. If they could get to Kuiper, where Pansy's mother worked, perhaps they could escape the entire archipelago together and set up shop somewhere else. Pansy, like everyone else, had heard stories of the Crucible and their harsh treatment of dissent on the new islands. Something else scared the baker more about the Crucible, however. It was rumoured that their treatment of people with black skin, such as Pansy and his family, was a lot rougher than with people with lighter skin. Whether this was true or not, Pansy didn't want to find out. Now that the Crucible was here, he needed to escape.

"My Mum has a shop in Kuiper. When we make it there, we should be safe" he smiled weakly, trying to calm both his nerves and hers. "Now come on...." He paused, realising he didn't know the girls name yet. He shook those thoughts out of his head. They couldn't waste anymore time. "Come on, follow me. I know a way out of the town" he whispered, darting down a nearby alley.

Pansy just hoped they could escape before they were caught.