Episode 82

Molane's POV

For a while, we all stood outside the door, anxiously waiting to be cdlkef back in. While we stood there it seemed like the time was taking forever to tick, and then Festin kes us into another section of the massive structure if Freedom House. Chandeliers hung low from the tall ceiling and their yellow and blue lights illuminated the large room with rows of chairs around the clear center, like a football field. I just wondered what they could be discussing in such a place to make them build such a massive space.

"You may all take a seat on the front row." A lanky man with a cleanshaven face, ushered us down the stairs toward the front row.

We followed the newcomer who seemed to know much about anything. And after taking our seats, the couple, Festin and his pregnant wife, sat on a twin chair in front of us. The young man bowed slightly and walked over to the door, stepped out and shut the door softly after him. The somewhat auditorium fell into deep silence as we stared a