Dark, ominous clouds had completely covered the sky. The atmosphere was oppressive, not a sound could be heard. With the exception of a narrow window, he was enclosed in a bare, desolate room. There was no way out. Aaron got up from the ground, very slowly, with all the energy he had left. Worn-out, he finally managed to stand on his feet, before surrendering to the pain of his wounded legs; he fell on the hard bed. He was unsure of how he managed to survive, however his future was nothing but certain. Death was an imminent threat which Aaron had constantly been facing, and now even though the situation was superficially settled, he knew that there was a long path left to freedom. Aaron lied on the bed, with his eyes shut, remembering all the incidents that resulted him to find himself stuck in an extremely old and barren house, in the middle of nowhere.
It all happened on the 1st of December 1998, 3 days ago. “Careful, I don’t want us to get ourselves into further trouble” whispered Liam, whilst Aaron was slithering to the other side of the room. He could see the exceedingly precious diamond lying ahead of him, glistening through its glass protective case. Stealthily, steadily, Aaron neared the diamond, which revealed itself through a ray of light from the moon which streaked at it. Liam was hidden behind a large column, as he was keeping cover whilst at the same time monitoring his comrade’s every move to ensure that he wouldn’t get caught. Aaron had finally reached the jewel, and his face was flushing with water, his anxiety was at its climax. After vigilantly glancing around the room he seized the diamond, and clutched it firmly. He could absolutely not believe that he had managed to get hold of the world’s most treasured jewel, as he was engulfed in uncontrollable fear and satisfaction. Aaron wasn’t convinced that everything would have turned out to be so simple and according to the plan. Liam however, who was frantically biting his lips, sighed in