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SINCE THAT FIGHT WITH PAPA, he had been keeping her locked in her room. she had been experiencing nightmares that almost felt like she had experienced them before, but she didn't remember anything before the lab. every time she fell asleep, she saw a large group of about twenty people that just watched her. all of their faces were blurred but they almost felt recognizable.

that next morning, four awoke in a cold sweat. the blond-haired guard entered, a large smile on his face. "good morning four, i have your food."  he set a small plastic plate down on the table, looking at her. "you are very strong, just like someone i knew."

"who?" she sat up, looking at him.

"one," he sighed, sitting on the edge of her bed.

"you... knew one?" she tilted her head. 

"very well." he handed the plate to her. "eat up, you'll need your strength."

"why are you so nice to me?" she asked, staring at the food.

"because we are alike, you and i." she tilted her head at the statement, the guard exiting with a smile on his face.

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