Mark awoke with a start, hearing a loud scream from outside.  He yawned, and sat up, putting his feet to the cold, stone floor.  He may have been one of the few humans freed willingly by thier masters, but he was, by no means, living comfortably.  Standing up, he walked over towards the window, and stared out into the night from the second floor window of his one-one apartment.<br/>What he saw made him gasp- fighting, killing.  It took a few moments for his tired mind to realize, but he finally noticed, it was all humans on one side and furs on another.  No.. this is exactly what he had been trying to prevent.  The progress he had been making for human rights through peaceful protest and petition was slow, but it had been working, piece by piece.  This, however, could throw everything... all the progress that had been made, away.<br/>"Damn..." He muttered under his breath, getting dressed.  Throwing on a simple black T-shirt and blue jeans, he slid on a pair of white tennis shoes and ran out into the hallway of the shabby apartment complex.  The fighting was getting close to the building- he would have to warn the others.<br/>"Wake up!!  Everyone, there's danger!!"  He walked through the hallways, banging on each door.  Inside each room lived either a freed human, a socially rejected half-fur, or a fur that believed in the equility between humans and furs- every one of them a member of the Sentience Equality Movement.<br/>"Wake up, please!!  There's a riot nearby, moving closer!!  I ask you all remain calm, but we may need to evacuate to the lower levels of the building!"<br/>He breathed a sigh of relief as one by one, doors opened up, sleepy people rubbing thier eyes, carrying thier children and a few personal items, as Mark began to lead them down the dark, damp hall and down the stairs into safety.