THE JOURNEY OF A SLAVE: The Streets of Freten
After journeying for days, Jessica was still weary of the men beside her. She didn't know what they wanted to do with her; all she wanted was to go home and meet with her family. These men were preventing her from doing so, and her anxiety deepened with every passing mile.
They had been on the road for a day and a half, and the landscape had shifted dramatically as they approached their destination.
Freten, the town they had finally arrived in, was known for its illegal establishments. The street leading into town was a stark contrast to the serene countryside they had left behind.
The street was a chaotic mix of humanity, a scene that left Jessica wide-eyed and apprehensive. The noise was overwhelming, a constant clamor of laughter, shouting, and the unmistakable sounds of revelry. It seemed as if the entire town was gathered here, all in pursuit of pleasure.
