I wiped my tears away and took a shaky breath. There was a hole in my heart that I couldn't fill. I stood up and smiled sadly as Imogen said goodbye. Tears were still running down my face, a silent cascade of sorrow. I turned and pushed the thick velvet curtains open, smelling the crisp night air for the first time in a long time. I didn't look back. I knew if I did that I would never look forward again. I would live thinking of how I left Imogen with a knife in her hand, probably planning to plunge it into her chest the moment we left. I stopped in the doorway. I winced and turned, immediately wishing i hadn't. Imogen looked sad but content. The faces of my friends were torn, having to choose between Imogen and the free world. I walked over to Akello, who was crouched by Imogen's tank. "She wants us to go...if we don't go now we'll never look back. I hate it as much as you do but...she has what she needs." I said, a barley audible whisper following, "If she wants it". My tears splashed on the ground as i looked up at Imogen, her face shimmering in the watery light.