Under the cloak of night, George, his heart pounding and thumping with a mixture of fear and anticipation, slipped out of his den. He had carefully planned his escape for a few days, choosing a route that would avoid detection.l and suspicions. His destination was a hidden cave, a place he knew well, a place that would serve as a sanctuary for a dark purpose.
As he reached the cave, he signaled to a shadowy figure lurking in the darkness. The figure emerged from the dark, its form slowly taking shape in the dim light. It was Lucius, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light and terror.
"You have done so well, George," Lucius hissed, his voice barely a whisper. "You have played your part so perfectly that I must say that I am surprised at the turn of events and the change of mind and heart."
