Limestone Mines, 1 Hour Prior
Late at night, the activity at the mines continued without pause. Slaves continued to work overtime, even when their arms were shaking, even when their bodies were exhausted.
The slaves of Fargo were divided into two shifts. One part was dedicated to mining, and the others would be handling the harvests, as well as their transfer and processing. At this time, there were only a few hundred slaves outside the territory, and watching there were about two dozen guards.
Clack! Clack! Clack!
Rebi just relished in the numbing activity as he was left alone among his group of friends. Every friend he made as a slave had passed, and he couldn't help but want to cry for Bruce and Lina.
His heart was heavy every time he remembered them. If he fought harder, would they still be alive?
Both women are related to some minor Alterans, but I don’t think I’ve mentioned them before.