(( Alrighty then! I'll start back with Beatrix! ))
Beatrix
I woke, with chills running down my spine. I was done with this dreadful prison. I clamped the bars down with my hands, I wanted to scream at the women who put me in here. But, then I remembered Caspar, the young man who promised me freedom. That always came with a price though. He wanted me to take him back to see his sisters, Memphis and Agnes. I huffed out the last bit of anger inside me then released the bars. I sat there in the dark heart cell. Waiting for what I had been promised.
I began to here the sound of bare feet scuffing toward me, I half-stood on my knees. "Caspar it's you." I surprised that he actually came. "You really hate it here don't you Beatrix?" He asked with a slight chuckle in his voice as he took the key out of his jacket's pocket. I didn't care for his idiotic questions, so I simply ignored him with my own. "How did you get the key?" I asked him as he swung open the cell door. "That's for me to know." He stated as he slipped it back into his pocket.
Caspar grabbed my frozen hand then pulled me into the day light. I saw guards everywhere, my eyes went wild and my head was spinning with doubt. "What do we do now?" I asked him quickly, underneath my breath. He looked at the ground with the same reaction I had. I nudged me back inside the cold building. He grabbed my shoulders then looked at me with wide eyes. "I'm sorry Beatrix, I'm not very good at planning things." He told me very seriously. He stared at me for a split-second before I came up with a long awaited solution. "I have friends in the valley, they can help. Is there anyway we can get a letter to them?" He nodded quickly. "All you have to do is write it down. I'll take care of the rest." He said boastfully.
I turned away from him then found a stray piece of parchment laying in the corner of my cell. I crawled toward it then I noticed Caspar had brought me a sharpened rock of coal to write with. I jotted down a letter, telling them everything that needed to know. He snatched the parchment out of my hands then vanished as quickly as he came.