I woke up in an Imperial detainment cell, a heavy manacle chained to my leg. There were thick metal bars across one wall, and the rest of the walls were solid cement. I could have slipped through the bars, except for the manacle. I studied it for a minute. I could probably pry it off. I worked on it for about 20 minutes, when I heard quiet sobbing in the next cell. I peeked through a crack, and a girl a little older than me was sitting in the corner, crying. I went back to prying the chain off. Maybe I could help her out once I got out. Suddenly, the girl spoke. "Why bother?" she said, sniffling. "We'll never get out of here." I was astonished. "What do you mean, why bother? Of course bother! Warriors never give up! Not if they fight for the truth!" "Whatever." She sat back and watched me try to break the chain. I finally did, and laid it soundlessly on the ground.glanced up at the girl, and she looked shocked. "How did you do that?!" she whispered. "Oh, I'm an escape artist. Do you want out or not?" I slipped through the bars, and sneaked around the nearest corner. I had heard a Pacifier marching around there earlier. Its back was to me, so I pulled out my Lightning Whip and, well, lets just say I decommissioned it. I took the keys, and crept back to the other girl's cell. I unlocked it, and held out my hand. "Aislinn Mollisong, escape artist, auto smasher, and fearless truth fighter at your service. Now, should we be going?"