TimeStamp: Tria 34 81379 A black quadroped walked around by Krokoni Prision. He shivered slightly. He had escaped from there after being held up for many years. He and the leader of The Lost, Revol, had escaped together. He didn't know what brought him back here but something did. He just hoped he wasn't caught. People were always on the lookout for he and Revol.
<span style='color:red'>You know it isn't wise for one who has escaped the clutches of the Anubi guards to return. They listen only to the words of Higher ranks and Higher powers. No, I won't turn you in, I do happen to be one of the 'Higher Powers', and I do not belive it would be useful for me to turn you in.</span> All this was said by a all black Anubi, he had glowing red eyes and a white toothy smile. He oviously knew the desert very well and also knew the prison very well. He used to know where everyone was in the prison, but allas more important things had come to pass.
Drsuj stood stiffly as he heard the voice behind him. He spun angrily and stared the black Anubi directly in the eyes. <span style='color:gray'>"Why not turn me in?"</span> He asked in a voice that vouched for his many years in prision
