Ow! I work up to my dismay by a rather large rock. “WAKE UP!” someone said rather loudly next to me. “THERE NO TIME TO DOES OFF SLAVE! THE WAR OF AVALAN HAS JUST STARTED!” I was quite confused of what was happening. “S-Sir um who are you?” “ARE YOU KIDDING ME, ITS ME SARGENT MILES! WE ALREADY MET!” “O yes of course. What is happening right now?” “YOU DON’T NEED TO KNOW, JUST GO UP TO THE OTHER SOLDIERS AND TEND TO THEIR WOUNDS SLAVE!”” Yes, I will go right now!” (Whist the wind blew behind me. I hear the terror and screaming of soldiers. I heard the crumbling of building.) “Hmm how long was I asleep for?” I asked to myself. It seems I didn’t know. I expected that. I went upstairs to tend the wounds of the soldiers, blood spelt everywhere from the them. I was in terror. It was truly a gruesome sight. I put some cloth on the them and, tried to stop the bleeding. I could tell just by looking at their faces, that they were goners. After tending the wounds of the soldiers, I quickly went back to where Sir Miles was. “S-Sir what's happening!?” He looked at me with a face of amazing anger. “YOU CAN'T TELL BY NOW; A WAR IS A FOOT! I NEEDN’T TO TALK TO SUCH A SLAVE LIKE YOU ANY LONGER” “A-Alright sir.” (I was shaking. I could tell that we weren't going to win. So many were coming back, UN-salvageable. What's going to happen now?)