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// Prologue: Memories of an innnocent prisoner 
// Story: On the Run 
// by darkmage1997 
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	Way out in the west, past the Crystal Empire stood a prison with the appearance of a military boot camp. Inside these walls, guards were taking a young human to a jail cell, "Wait, guys! I'm not this 'George Cunningham' person! My name is Toby Mason!" Toby cried, as he was thrown in the cell.

"If you're not George Cunningham, then how do you explain the mole on your cheek?" the warden demanded. She was a light blue unicorn mare with white hair, and blue eyes.

"This isn't a real mole! He just slapped it on me, like one of those google eyes on sock puppets!" Toby pleaded.

"Look, as far as the authorities are concerned, you are George Cunningham, google eyes, or not," the jail warden said, as she locked the cell door, and left the child alone.

"Good grief, how did this all happen?" Toby asked himself, as he started to cry. Eventually, he fell asleep. He eventually started casting his memories back to a few days ago.