Kelson being a new slave, he had finally calmed down and accepts for who he is now. The past life should be in the past but not yet forgotten. Sitting in his cell, he rubbed his arms feeling a slight chill. It's amazing that he has gotten any sleep at all knowing that he is a slave with no rights. Hearing a noise he leaned to the side, hard to tell of who or where the noise was coming from. "Hello?" Kelson's voice cracked but then cleared it. "Hello, someone there?"











