For the last month, we've been stuck in a stone building far off in the country, hiding. I've hid for ten years. I'm fifteen. I need to grow up. I need to go and save the kids out there. I need the courage. I need to do something with my life. Don't I? 

The mentor, has to be older, maybe not too old, but maybe around their twenties. August was sixteen when he left. But there isn't specifically somebody that teaches stealth and sneak. I need to get to the bottom of this and really dig deep if I'm going to find my path.