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The age range of people in this establishment was roughly between three and twenty two. Hallie wanted to try and talk to a few of the older members about the plan, and give them the truth, and even though they were older, nobody with a proper mindset was going to handle this well. And if they asked for proof, that was the hard part. Even so, not one of us wanted to be here, maybe aside from Lydia. But she didn't like this place as a whole, she liked the people, so I wasn't going to let that bother me. So if we all wanted to get out of here, proof or not, they would most likely agree. I often overheard complaints from most of the people here, especially the older ones. I'm surprised that everyone had managed to contain themselves so well, because of what happened with the girl at the window that day.

I had my eye on a certain few for a while. I think their names were Charlie, Abby, and Carson. They seemed stable enough to handle the situation, and we would allow them to spread the truth amongst a lot of the older people, and it would eventually lead to the younger ones too.

The three were among their older teen years, a little older than Hallie and I, so maturity was also an important factor. Monica was trying to talk them into having a meeting with us, Hallie and I were just waiting for them to arrive.

Hallie was bouncing her leg, I noticed she did that when she was nervous. "Why are you nervous?" I asked her blatantly.

She sighed and looked up. "I just don't know how they're going to react. I know this is the best option, and they're our best option, but nobody's going to be calm about this. Either that, or they're not going to believe us, and I might have to sneak a file when nobody's looking, which is super dangerous. I don't want to take that risk." she spoke quickly, in a form of rambling.

"You shouldn't need to do that, hopefully, and if it does come to that, I can get the file. You've already been back there once, and if anyone is the safest down that hallway, it's me." it was a possibility that they wouldn't believe us, but even if they didn't, they would hopefully agree to finding a way out of here, even if they were stable, I knew that nobody actually wanted to stay here. Maybe they weren't as rebellious as others, but I just kept telling myself that this was going to work and tried not to think otherwise.

Hallie shook her head and sighed again. "I don't want you putting yourself at risk because of a theory. You may be the favorite, but they still don't see you as one of them. You can't just go down there like there's no risk. They could kill you."

"I know there's a risk. If it comes to that, I'll be careful, I swear." I promised, which settled her a bit. She put her hands over her nose and mouth and tried to breathe.

"Okay... okay."

Soon enough, Monica opened the door, followed by the three others. They all looked confused and on edge as to why they were here, since they didn't know any of us very well, and this was a sort of ominous meeting.

Carson was standing in front, almost like he was trying to protect the two behind us. He didn't exactly trust us yet, I just hoped out eventual reasoning and judgement would be enough for him. I think I'm a smart person, and I was going to do my best to make them think the same way. Charlie looked the most concerned out of all of them, and Abby didn't really seem to mind. She could tell that this was going to be an important conversation.

Hallie got to her feet and continued her deep breathing. It was still difficult for her to process everything, I didn't really expect any different. That also caused her to struggle with explaining everything. When she first came to me, she could hardly speak and was purely hysterical. I could tell that some of that emotion was buried inside of her, she was just doing her best to stand her ground.

"Okay... what did you guys want to talk about?" Abby questioned, moving away from Casron blocking her view.

Hallie held her fist to her chest and wanted to say something so badly, but something was holding her back. So the room remained silent.

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