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The next morning, nine fifteen am, Mustang and I were on the gangway, waiting for the riot to begin.

A guard called us over and gave us uniforms.

‘’Have to play the part.’’

We went outside with ease, and soon after a guard finish speaking with a man, he began arguing with someone else in line.

I went to break it up like I was told and allowed the man to take my gun.

The man held it at my head, and I held my hand up.

‘’I need some back up over here!’’

A few guards ran over, as they tried to talk to the man, Mustang had his gun taken to get the rest of the guards’ help.

‘’Guys! The gate is open and there is no one on the gangway to stop us, let’s make a run for it.’’ A voice shouted from somewhere.

There was a loud uproar and I got flung about as a surge of people rushed forward.

I felt strong arms grabbing me and I went along with it, knowing that it was either Mustang or the guard who came up with this idea.

It wasn’t easy getting to the gangway, but the guard made a path for us and r
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