State your name.

The redhead turned to you and said, “Who are you?”

“I’m Einja.” You stated.

The redhead said, “You can call me Rhodes.”

You did not come here to make friends, but it certainly couldn’t hurt. It would be a while until you were finally able to get off this rock and into the galaxy. Why spend that time being lonely? The busses arrived in an orderly matter. You entered and sat. The red-head sat next to you.

But the girl said nothing. She closed her eyes to nap as the bus took off. You looked out the window. Barren earth spread across all you could see. Buildings were few and plain. There was nothing to view. You decided to sleep as well. When you awoke, the bus had stopped and the red-head was already gone. You followed suit. A soldier stood at the bus door with a video screen.

“#010028. Report to room A-19.” He said.

You followed the bustle of people into a large building that looked like a prison. Following the sign for wing A, you walked until she found room 19. It was a small classroom; six other girls were seated at desks fitted with video screens and a woman with black waist-length hair stood in the front. The woman said nothing and you took a seat. You noticed the red-head a row over.

The End

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