Rachel
"You," I whispered pointing at the caller's face which carried a smirk, his irregular shaped eyebrows were done and he looked so diabolic. "You look very familiar. Have we perhaps met before?"
"Of course," He chuckled, his hand covering his mouth.
"Where do I know you from?" I asked, in a whisper, to look around carefully before walking to the gates of the prison.
"You should know that by now. I can't believe you suddenly forgot about me" He said, shaking his head.
"Can you make me remember you, then. I don't think I can recall anything about you except you just seem familiar," I said, and he smirked.
"I'm the rogue," He whispered in my eyes.
"The rogue? What rogue?" I asked, getting more perplexed than before.
My eyes suddenly opened when I remembered him. "Wait!" I squeake
