(Wow, somebody needs to punch Glaive for me.)<br/><br/>Jack opened his bag and pulled out the makeshift rope. He threw the top of the rope out of the vent, then quickly threw his switchblade into the rope to hold it in place. He quickly picked up his bag and began climbing the rope. Once he had reached the top he pulled the rope and his switchblade up and put them away. He stood up and felt the warmth of the sun on his skin. He never realized just how he had taken his freedom for granted. He stood for a moment, then began running towards the forest. His mission was clear. He must find his friends, reclaim the amulet, then get it to safety. But where would be safe from somebody with an army at their disposal? He thought about it as he ran. 'Think Jack.' He thought, 'What can save you from an army...' Then it hit him. 'Another army! I'll go to the elven capitol and tell them what's happened, they'll have to help me if they want to keep their freedom!' Jack continued running, even after he reached the forest. He was going to start of by going back to the hut and see if they had followed his advice.