I searched for something to help me escape while the guards walked after me, trying to figure out how to get the hell out of my situation. Yet so far nothing was available in sight.

The more I thought about it, the more I panicked. I really couldn't believe I couldn't think of anything to help me escape right now.

I could feel that those guards were inching closer by the second. And I didn't want to imagine being imprisoned or even being put to death for my petty crime.

Oh, c'mon, Mike. Think there for a sec. Think! I really need you to keep thinkin', bro! I can't afford to be captured, especially on my first day of being in this brand new world!

Then something popped up in my head when I examined the kebab in my hand. I smiled all of a sudden.

I got it! I finally got it!

I immediately grabbed one of the kebabs from my hand, licking my lips. I turned to the guards one last time before I returned to the kebab.

Sorry, lil' buddy. I gotta go make some sacrifices.

Placing one of the kebabs on the street vendor's wrist, the street vendor closed her eyes and screamed in pain. She kneeled down and covered a burned mark on her wrist with her hand while the kebab dropped on the ground.

I grinned at her for a brief moment. Well, looks like that worked out well.

As soon as I ran away from the street vendor, the guards gritted their teeth at me. "You there! Halt!" One of the guards roared as they held onto their swords in their shaves and dashed after me, turning it into a cat and mouse type situation.

Oh, shit! Oh, shit! Oh, shit! OH, SHIT!

I fought through the crowds while people stood there and watched me get chased by the guards, gossiping about me, particularly from women.

"Haaalt!" Another guard roared behind me.

I tried to search for a hiding spot but couldn't find it so far. Oh, c'mon! There has to be a hidin' spot somewhere! Where the hell is it?!

With sweat pouring down from my forehead, my heart began to beat fast and hard from anxiety on my chest and I could feel it, trying my best not to get caught by the guards. Yet I stopped moving a bit and widened my eyes when I saw a couple more guards with their backs staring at me, seeing them watch over the crowd.

Holy, shit! More guards!

I looked at the guards behind me and in front of me. Okay, I definitely need to find a way out of this place!

I looked both ways and saw two alleyways, frowning at them. Oh, great! Which way do I need to go now?!

"You there! Stay right where you are!" One of the guards said behind me, alerting the other guards in front of me.

Then I quickly turned left and headed for one of the alleyways, while one of the guards behind me signaled the other two curious guards after me, and his partner chased after me. Okay, I hope there isn't a dead zone there, 'cause I would be done for if that's the case.

With four guards on my ass, I tried searching for a hiding spot again but still couldn't find it. Dammit! Where the hell's the hidin' spot?! It has to be here somewhere! It has to be!

It was like no matter how many times I tried to find a hiding spot, I would still fail to find it. Sighing, I began to lose some energy after a while of running and the guards smiled as they were getting close to catch me.

"Well, well, well. Looks like we almost caught the thief," one of the other guards declared.

"Yeah, me too," the other guard's colleague said, chuckling a bit.

I frowned as I believed that the end was coming to an end for me soon. Perhaps I at least explored this kingdom a bit to see what it was like.

Maybe it was my time to give up. Maybe this truly was my punishment from God. Maybe my family's right for not believin' in God. Who knows?

Then Gideon grabbed me from the alleyway and pulled me into the dark room, as there appeared to be no door inside and the doorway magically turned itself into a wall. With his hand on my mouth, my eyes turned to him and he placed his finger in front of his mouth. "Sssshhhh, Don't say anything and we should be fine," Gideon whispered.

I took a look at my surroundings. Ooo, where the hell am I? This place smells rotten.

With dust and cobwebs everywhere, I saw nothing but a small old table, dirty kitchen with a filthy window which the sunlight barely pierced through and the broken, wooden stairway. Only silence echoed in the room and the stench aroma smelled like rotten eggs.

"Hey, did you see that?!" One of the guards' voices vibrated from outside.

"Yeah, we almost got him. Where'd he go?!" Another guard's voice echoed.

"I think he went in there," the third guard's voice answered as the guards stood in front of the former doorway.

"He used magic to escape from us! Dammit!" The fourth guard banged on the wall. "We got to spread out and look for him."

"Got it!" His colleagues agreed as their footsteps walked away from the wall.

After a while, Gideon let go of my mouth and I joyfully turned around to look him in the eye with a grin on my face. "Oh, thank you so much for savin' me!" I exclaimed.

"It is my pleasure," Gideon said as he shook his head. "It is my pleasure."

Then I looked down at my kebab and I no longer saw smoke coming out of it, frowning. There were four pieces of meat on it.

Oh, man. My meal must be cold by now from all that runnin' 'round! Dammit!

Placing my hand on a cooked piece of meat on the kebab, I no longer felt heat on it. Once I put it in my mouth to chew on, its coldness dominated my tongue, causing me to frown even more.

Oh, man! It's cold! Dammit!

Gideon looked down at my kebab, then back at me. "You don't like the kebab?" He put his hand out. "Well, here. Let me only have a couple of those, please."

I raised my eyebrow at him. "Uh, are you sure? It's cold. And why only a couple? I don't want to eat the whole thing."

"I'm sure. I don't really mind it. Plus, I don't have any food at my own place, so you might have to eat two pieces of meat."

"You can't be serious…"

"I'm afraid I am."

Sighing, I handed two pieces of the kebab to Gideon. "Well, then here. You can have these, I guess."

"Why, thank you, Mike."

"You're welcome, Gideon."

The old man turned around and waved his fingers backwards. "Come follow me, Mike. I'll guide you to my place."

Gideon led me to the exit while he and I ate the kebab, and I began to follow his lead. And since the skies were getting dark, I had no reason to complain about spending the night at Gideon's place.