Scars of the Past

I watched the stars attempt to break through the tops of the trees. Only a few, the brightest, managed to get through. It gave the forest a mystical feeling, even enchanting my heart with a beauty I never knew. I was lost in the stars and leaves, the wind making my dark coat shimmering with the light from the stellar objects. I heard a heavy door slam, ruining the moment.
"So then John goes 'you mean this situation?'" A loud voice said, another voice breaking into laughter.
"Are you serious, John is not the guy to do that" the laughing voice said
"That was a different time, before all of this" the first voice said, putting emphasis on 'this' to help make his point.
it went silent, with an occasional cough from one of the guards. I eventually let my breathing become more relaxed, more convinced that they wouldn't find me. I allowed my mind to wander, thinking about whatever came to mind.
When am I going to die? I'm not excited about it, but I want to know what its like. I need to know. I shook my head, not wanting to continue that path of mind. Who was that mare in the woods? She was kind, but her power to controlnwith nothing but a look was incredible. Why did she live in the woods? Does she have any friends? What does she do all day? eventually, I slept. I was glad I didn't snore, because I wouldn't be able to get away with sleeping this close.
I finallynwoke up when I heard the door open and close. I untied the rope and flew to the ground. Stuffing the rope into the bag, I paced around trying to figure out how to get in. Going in the same way would be suicide and every other entry would be just as bad, if not worse. The front door would be so obvious, no one would no what was happening. I figured that the front door would work. Confusion was the best option of the two.
I walked towards the tree line, instantly seeing the guards and the rusty steel door. It was astonishing that it didn't creek on its hinges.
the gaurds didn't see me walking towards them until I was only a few feet away from the door.
One of the voices from the night before came from a griffon. He laughed as he said "is this the guy? He's just walking up like we are going to let him through."
I tried the door, but it was locked. The same griffon jangled a large ring that had hundreds of keys on it. "Dude, you need one of these."
"Could I have the key to unlock this door? I'm kind of in a rush." I said clearly.
They both laughed and one said "I'll do you one better. I'll just take you in."
"Sounds good to me. You guys got a new hostage last night, can you take me to her?" I said. One of them shoved a key into the door while the other one shackled all of my appendages. The joking one took me into the secure facility. "So, who's John?" I said calmly
"Don't you understand? We're going to kill you."
"Yeah, but if I fear the inevitable then I won't get anywhere." I said. He thought about it for a minute as we walked in silence.