Moss now grows across what was once a red painted wooden shed, standing in the area just outside the graveyard. The wood shed is splintering, and there is evidence that termites have eaten away at the walls as holes poke through the shed. Inside the shed there lies leaves and plants that have been dragged in their by the wild animals that at one point called the abandoned shed their home.
Abandoned workers shed, Graveyard
dogs
prisoner
I am a prisoner at the current point in my life. I was thrown in here for the wrong things and none of the guards will help me or let me explain my side. There is no way for me to fight this. I guess my only choice is to try and break out. I have a family I need to take care of.
Nobody will listen to me in regards to my innocence, at least I am not alone here. Woof! What are you doing in this shed, human? Well I am a prisoner, nobody seems interested in hearing my side of the story. So for now I am stuck here. A prisoner? Maybe I should fetch my master, the knight?! I do not know if that will be of any use, none of the guards will listen to me anyway. Someone called me a thief, but that is hardly the case I have a family to feed after all. How can I trust you, human? Woof! I should not be talking to an escaped convict.  Now you just sound like everyone else I speak to, why would I possibly choose to do anything that would put my family's well being at risk. Woof! Stealing is wrong, not matter the circumstances! That's what I am saying....why would I do that...? These are desperate times. Perhaps you could no longer afford to feed your own family! No I certainly was just fine. I would not stoop so low. If you truly are innocent, perhaps you should come to my master and explain your situation. 