Chapitre 9: The Memory Part 3
Madison (thought) - How much time has passed? It feels like an eternity. I don't want to wait here, but what else can I do?
The idea of leaving was practically non-existent to Madison; being treated as livestock had changed her mindset to that of someone without hope. Madison was being fed the minimum to survive, but not enough to nourish her to a healthy state. Due to that, she was slightly malnourished and weak-looking. Just like that, a week had passed.
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Fighting could be heard. The clashing of swords and the firing of crossbows were audible, and after a few minutes, the sounds came to a stop. Madison was holding onto the hope of being saved, and after a few more minutes had passed, a figure approached her cell and opened the door. After her eyes adjusted, Madison got a good look at her savior. In front of her lied someone wearing a full-body suit of steel plate armor. While she was a bit disappointed not to see her saviors face, she knew that it would be detrimental to take off your armor in a dangerous area. The person holstered his weapon and picked her up carefully to not cause any discomfort, then they left. As they were leaving, something crossed Madison's mind.
Father (past) - "Why do you want to be strong anyway?"
Madison (in thought) - 'I want to be strong enough to take care of people important to me. If I can't protect myself or my family, who will?'
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Madison - *Ghasp*
Madison had awoken from the box in the alleyway that she had fallen asleep in. Her head hurt, and she was unhappy due to the resurfacing of a bad memory. She quickly wiped her face and made herself as presentable as someone without a mirror and wearing a sack could (very poorly).
Man - *hic*
Madison - "Who goes there!"
A drunkard had walked down the alleyway and was heading towards Madison.
Some thoughts crossed Madison's mind at this moment. Who is this guy? What does he want? Do I need to kill him? Violence Violence Murder Murder.
Man - "That's my box."
Madison - "oh, ok."
The man walked past Madison and walked towards the box behind her. Upon reaching where the box was, the man collapsed and fell onto the ground outside the box. He seemed to be out cold, so she did what anyone would do in this situation and took the torn jacket the man was wearing, put it on herself, and left.
Time to head towards the adventurers guild.
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Worn Out Jacket - A jacket made of cheap materials covered in many scratches and mystery stains. What these stains are from, no one will ever know.
[Defence: +0.5]
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
CarsonODST
CarsonODST It's been a while, and while I can make excuses like college and stuff, I'm just gonna be real with you, I wasn't motivated, but now I am I think. I'll try to make the next chapter longer.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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