CONVICTION

Gringo dragged his axe behind him while running down the tunnels below the base. He had lived here for most of his life, and yet he had no idea there was something like this right below him

'How many more secrets are there in this place?' he wondered, 'How many more people like that are in the outside world'

He wanted to know more about the world as a whole, not just the little forest he had been confined to for the better part of his admittedly long life. He knew there was more to the world than just making weapons for the base and having them come back with fewer and fewer people every time they went out.

This was one of the reasons he had even accepted the boy when he first saw him enter his shop. Because in his eyes, he saw something he hadn't seen in the eyes of anyone else who came in there. Something most people had already given upon in its entirety.

He saw hope.