If you were going to end up on the wrong side of the law, being young and homeless would be the best place to start. When you are hungry and someone offers you food and 'work' you don't say no. You don't realize that you are a criminal until you are too late and on your way to Russia as a promotion.

You feel relived when the organization is taken down, so innocent people aren't in danger. But once tasting the cruelness of the prison you were throw into when you were caught, you didn't give much thought to the innocent people when you escape.

Haunted by dreams of the prison and what you had done with your life, you continue to judge yourself evil. And when you meet the girl of your dreams, you won't let yourself be happy.

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"I don't believe that." She let the sentence hang in the air as it stopped Dallen in his tracks. When he didn't turn around, just stood there frozen, She left, hopping over the wall with ease.

He didn't expect to see her again, so was very surprised when early the next morning she showed up outside the doors again. She didn't jump over the courtyard wall like she had the day before, just stood there staring at the door. After an hour she left down the mountain again without trying to make contact with him inside.

It had become a regular occurrence to see her outside the gates in the early hours of the day. She never stayed long, hurrying down the mountain to be on time to her job at the library he suspected. But he found himself waking early and staring through the cameras just to get a glimpse of her, then feeling tortured the rest of the day with the memory of her.

Why did life have to be so cruel to him? Why did everything he ever wanted have to be in sight but just out of reach? Was there an end? Would there ever be an end?

He hoped so, but as the days went on, his hope dwindled.