"Rey?" I said in surprise as he released his hand from my mouth.

"Shhhh ..." he said, gesturing with his index finger.

"what are you doing here?" I asked in a whisper and wonder as my face changed from frightened to a face that has a small smile spread on them. We walked back toward the bush and I said, "I thought you should wait for me at the entrance with Jordan."

"Jenny, I thought I'd help you get out of here," Rey said with a smile as we hid behind a tree.

Rey is a twenty-eight-year-old guy, he is shaved and has a soft face. He has an athletic and sturdy body. Usually he has a smiling facial expression and he is brilliant and witty. He has a small light brown bag attached to his shirt and its strap hangs over his shoulder.

"Thank you, but I managed to get out of the Black Mansion and get here, so I think I can do it alone," I replied. I'm glad Rey is caring and wants to help me, but I know I can do it alone and it's dangerous if he's with me.

"Remember that I helped you get out of here," Rey said. "I brought you the key in order that you could get out of the cell you were and I gave you the map of the mansion, without them you wouldn't have get here."

"Yes, but if they see you with me they'll realize you're not really working for the elusive man," I say a little worriedly. "They knew you betrayed them and helped me escape and then you could no longer work here as a guard and get more information about them."

"Like you said, I helped you escape from the mansion and it's only a matter of time before they find out, I can't keep working here and believe me that a month's work here was enough for me." He thinks for a moment and then asks: "Did you get it?"

"Yes, it's in my pocket," I say with a smile, feeling an accomplishment for what I have managed to steal.

"Show it to me."

"I can't show it to you here," I said, looking back. I squeeze and rub my hands to warm them. "It's glamorous and now in the night it will attract too much attention and the guards will notice us."

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"Okay" Rey agreed. "Oh," Rey said, remembering something. "I have something for you."

He unzips his small bag and pulls out a black jacket.

"Your jacket," Rey said.

"Thank you," I say, a little trembling from the cold. I took the jacket and put it on. As soon as I wore it, I finally felt that the strong cold that had surround me slowly disappeared. I hardly felt the cold outside anymore, thanks to the special jacket I wear.

"It's a nice jacket," Rey said.

"Yes, it's a great jacket," I reply.

My jacket is made of black sikh. Unlike most animals, they have to kill them. The Sikhs have four layers of skin and when one layer is taken from them, they begin to re-create the skin layer and in less than 24 hours their skin regenerates completely. Yes, the Sikhs are a special and nice animal with amazing qualities. The jackets I buy will never be made from a leather of an animal that was killed.

"And I have your chain," says Rey, taking out a gold chain with an ancient symbol in its center. The symbol is a triangular shape in which there are three circles that fill it and there are three lines that come out from the three ends of the triangle and connect in the middle. I do not know exactly what the symbol stands for, but before my mother died she told me to keep this chain good. She told me that this chain would bring me luck as long as I wore it. I do not know how much luck this chain gives and whether this is only a superstition that my mother believed in.

"Thanks, again" I said as I put on the chain. "But how did you get my chain? The guards took it from me when I got here."

"Let's say I bribed one of the guards to get that chain back," Rey said. "And it wasn't cheap."

A smile of joy spreads over my lips. "You know how important this chain is to me."

"Yes, but you'll have to pay me back for it later," Rey replied with a serious expression on his face.

"you aren't serious?" I said with a smile on my lips when I knew how serious he really was.

"Yeah, I'm just joking," Rey grinned.

I grinned and after a few seconds I remembered that we had to get out of the Black Mansion as soon as possible. "Well I think it's time to get out of this place," I put the conversation back to the important issue.

"Yes," Rey agrees, nodding at me.

I peered out from behind the tree and noticed that the guard next to the wall is now talking to another guard standing beside him. "We have to get rid of these two guards to move toward the side exit."

"I'll take the right guard and you the left one," says Rey, taking a Z-type pistol brand four T out of his belt and turns it toward me. I can take the gun from him, but I know his plan is not good for one reason he does not know about.

"We can't kill them," I say decisively. "We need to get rid of them in another way."

"Why?" Rey asked as he frowned and tried to understand my refusal to his plan. "A few minutes ago you were going to kill the guard with your knife and suddenly now you will not kill them, I don't understand why."

"It's because of the Bloody Green Grass," I replied.