That won't happen to you

Chapter 30

It had been maybe two weeks since Lou was free.

She had located her chip when electric shocks were sent through her body.

She had cut it out.

A bloody cloth wrapped tightly around her shoulder testified to that.

She was hungry and thirsty. But she was free.

Truly FREE.

What tormented her most was her regrets.

Even though she was finally no longer a slave.

Ahsoka was still there.

She was still trapped.

Alone.

Lou pulled out the bread and smelled on it.

She had not been able to bring herself to eat it.

It was her memory of Ahsoka.

The girl who had made her freedom possible.

Who, despite pain and torture, had been stronger than her.

Lou pushed her turquoise-green hair forward to hide her face.

As if that would do any good.

Everyone would remember her sparkling hair.

Everyone except Ahsoka.

Who couldn't see anything.

And the first one who Lou had revealed her voice to.

She had never spoken before when anyone was in the room.

Her only way to fight had been to give her food to others.

To calm them down when they were feeling bad.

But this young Togruta had made her fight.

Hope breathed into her turquoise eyes.

Lou went on.

Her hair reached to the ground and for the first time was not braided and her blue shiny skin stood out against the desert sand.

She had disappeared from Mos Eisley as fast as she could.

Always straight ahead to the north.

Why?

Because there was a labyrinth of rocks in that direction, which as any slave would know housed a group of smugglers who had a heart for escaped slaves.

Yes, Smugglers could also have a heart.

They took escaped slaves with them and set them down on reasonable planets.

At least Lou hoped that this story was true.

Then she heard a sob.

She stopped.

What was a sobbing doing in the middle of a desert where nobody should be?

Lou looked around.

Where could anyone be?

She shook her head and wanted to go on.

But then she heard it again.

She turned slightly and walked in the direction from which she had heard it. She saw nothing.

Where could anyone be? There were only stones...
one of them seemed to sob.

Carefully, not to scare anyone, she went that way. There was someone behind the stone.

Huddled together.

Alone.

Abandoned in the vastness of the desert.

Only when Lou stood right opposite the person did she realize who it was.

"Ahsoka" she breathed the name.

The girl did not look up.

She looked even worse than before.

Carefully, Lou knelt before her.

"Ahsoka Hey," she said again. As calming and friendly as she could.

It was only when Lou put a hand on her shoulder that the one she talked to looked up.

Her eyes looked glassy.

Glassy with pain.

Red blood ran out of her arm, which had a cut along its length.

In her other hand lay a bloodstained knife.

On the floor lay a pad.