A taste of freedom

Chap 1

Red and Harpy were brother and sister. They lived in an orphanage. Red woke up and poke Harpy on the face while moaning “Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up. Get up.” Harpy slapped him and got up. It was Monday. They had to get up. Red got on his clothes and rolled to his pack “I hate Mondays.” He groaned. Harpy kicked him and went outside. Red had gotten outside. “THE CAVES SMELL JIST FINE THIS MORNING!” Oh yeah. Did I, the narrator, mention that this wasn’t an ordinary village. It was a compound. They lived underground. As they walked to school they heard conversations. Red often liked to listen in. “Heard surface dwellers ripped him apart.” “ Heard he ripped apart the surface dwellers.” Surface dwellers were savages. “Heard he joined the surface dwellers and got eaten.” As they got to school as usual Red heard something strange. CLANK. CLONK.THUD. “Darn Chief Geton. I’m too old for this.”

After school Red pulled Harpy aside “I heard a surface dweller. And tomorrow after school we escape.” Harpy gasped. Red wondered why Harpy didn’t really talk? A teen came over and said “Aren’t you the kids whose parents went to the surface and got-“ Harpy kicked him. They didn’t talk about that. Next chap in Allo