Uprising

by Justin Kemppainen

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  The heavy door to the scene shop clanged open. The man in the chair jumped to his feet, startled. He yelled a loud, "Sorry sir!" and started jogging down the hallway; no one was supposed to be present when this door opened, but they were usually given a warning to leave the vicinity.

  He heard the door screeching closed as he neared the entrance to the backstage area. The man he believed to be Elijah called out in that calm, smooth voice. "Wait." He slowly turned around, seeing the tall, bald, blue-eyed man standing, dusting off his hands.

  Victor walked up to the man. "It is time to stop hiding. Take me to see the prisoners."