Kleine spent hours ruminating over what he'd just been put through. 
"I feel so gross..." 
"I just want to go home."
Within minutes of that ending, Rain had fallen soundly asleep. She hadn't been bothered by what happened at all. Kleine imagined that she was probably proud of herself, and even enjoyed it. 
"I guess it wasn't all that bad...I had fun sometimes...and I really liked what she did with her vagina to my penis...But I want to go home." Kleine thought to himself.
"If I can sneak out of this camp, I'll be golden! I saw the harbor from here. I know exactly where to go. I just have to get out without being seen...". Kleine thought to himself.
Kleine inched himself over to the side of the bed, and looked over his shoulder, Rain was still asleep. After the all-clear, Kleine sat up from the bed, and slid off of it as quietly as he could. He headed for the door that the guards pushed him through, and reached it without trouble. Kleine looked back at Rain one last time and stuck his tongue out at her sleeping form.
"You're too mean...". Kleine thought to himself. 
With a smile, Kleine slowly pushed open the door just a bit, and peered out into hallway. There weren't any guards on that side, so Kleine peered around the door and looked at the other end. There was a lone sentry positioned a good distance away on his left, down the hallway at a balcony overlooking the camp. Having remembered his route from being brought inside, Kleine would have no trouble making his way outside as long as he didn't run into any sentries along the way. Quiet as a Snake, Kleine exits Rain's room and steps out silently into the hallway. Down the hallway on his right is a stone staircase that would lead him into the headquarter's foyer. From there, he'd only have to exit through the doorway on the left of the big staircase in the foyer. 
Kleine made his way undisturbed to the staircase, and began his descent. He froze at the sound of the guard's heavy armor, and there was more than one from what he could hear. Kleine looked around for any rescue from his situation. He wasn't sure of himself enough to try making it back to Rain's room, and any further attempt at escape would surely be thwarted by this new group of guards.
"That barrel! I'll hide in it!" Kleine thought to himself.
There was a sole barrel placed on the intermediary of the staircase, and as Kleine approached it, found that it was both hollow and empty on the inside. Just barely tall enough to climb inside quietly, Kleine manages his way inside the barrel, and waits. The sounds of clanking, heavy armor approach slowly, and finally the patrol reaches the barrel's intermediary. 
"...Of course she's giving it to him, happens every night after we pull some kid out of that town.  At least we aren't the one having to do the fetching, must be draining having to do that on a daily basis." One of the Sergals said.
"You think he's still alive?"
"Doubt it, they never make it through the night. Aruza will know for sure, she's posted in the overwatch just down the hall. I'm sure she heard a thing or two." 
Kleine shivered in that barrel. He wondered just how close his brush with death could've been. Just the thought of Rain put a strain on his chest, now. 
One of the sergals leaned back into the barrel, causing Kleine to freeze,, and afraid for his life, he shivered in fear. 
"Well, let's get over there and talk to Aruza, she's on our route anyway. Then we'll come back around like we do.".  
Kleine's chest loosened a bit once he felt the Sergal leaning on his barrel depart. Once he heard their armor move far enough away, he peaked out of the barrel to make sure everything was safe. The group had moved down the hallway he'd just passed through. Far enough for Kleine to safely make his way down the stairs before they came back. 
Kleine climbed out of the barrel, and made his way down the stairs. Only a door stood between him and the foyer. Only a staircase further, and he'd be out of the building, and free!
Kleine opened the door to the foyer slowly, and looked inside. Thankfully, there weren't any sentries around this time. He moves towards the staircase in the middle of the second-floor balcony, and makes his way down, then takes a left. The boy, albeit quietly, was almost running at that point. He could taste the freedom. Warm meals and hugs from his mother, the comfort of his own bed, and the safety of his own home.
Kleine opens the door to the outside, and takes off in the direction of his farm. He could see his mother's massive bonfire even from the headquarters. It would only be a mile until he was a safe distance from the captured headquarters, and just a few miles away from home. Excitement ran through him like electricity, a burning desire to leave this place and never return. His every step felt like it was supported by the force of second being. Being barefoot, Kleine was able to make it past the guard's tents without sound. That had been the only obstacle in his way, since further fortification was still behind schedule. The base had only recently been erected, and ironically, captured.
Having left the base, Kleine nearly cried as he ran along the countryside. He was so happy to be free from his captors, that tears nearly fell from his eyes. 
Kleine had ran nonstop for nearly ten minutes from the base. Eventually he came upon Hunter's Forest, which, he frequented often in search of berries to pick for his mother, and he knew it well. His favorite spot was only five minutes of running in the distance. Tiredness, and yawning started to befall him, however. He hadn't slept at all during his night with Rain. The boy concluded that a well-hidden rest was in order. He didn't want anyone finding him while he slept. 
Five more minutes of running rewarded Kleine with his favorite berry-picking spot. It was a small clearing in the forest, lush with all sorts of delicious berries and beautiful flowers that he planted. It was a well tended, and artistically shaped place, and Kleine was proud of it.
After taking in the sight of his beautiful garden, Kleine moved through it. Taking in every sensory pleasure it had to offer. He'd have plenty of time to enjoy it more once he'd returned home safe to his mother, he had to take his rest, and move straight home, only a couple of miles away now. He could barely keep his eyes open. He yawned freely, and stretched his arms before sitting up against a tree. Peace and serenity overwhelmed him, body and mind. Before he knew it, he'd fallen into slumber.
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"Alright kid, wake up!"