Prologue

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           "Where are they? Where are my pods?" A girl filled with panic searched through her drawers.

She threw everything onto the floor, trying to find where the bottle was.

She finally gave up and sat down on the bed. She relinquished the will to find them. She was sure that she hadn't lost them. But she wasn't able to find them. How odd.

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All of a sudden there was a tap at the window. It was a rock that had hit it...

The girl got up from her bed to look for what had possibly hit her window. Rocks are heavy. They're supposed to stay on the ground.
She looked down to see a boy.

"Olivia!" He shouts excitedly while looking up at her.

She looks down at him and waves with a smile. She quickly clears the area around to make sure no one was near.

"Hello." She said softly.

She was quite happy that he came to visit her. She was alone almost all of the time and she had no one to hang out with.

She sees this boy many times but still has so many questions. She scrambles for words, "Um..What's your name?"

He tilts his head slightly, signifying that he was puzzled. "I'm sorry?" He said, "Say that one more time?"

She sighs and repeats herself, "What is your name?"

He opens his mouth, about to answer her question but there was an angry voice that interrupted him.

"Hey!" The voice called out, "What they hell are you doing here?!"

In a panic, he quickly ran through the thorn-filled rose bushes and climbed up the wall. The guard ran over to catch him, but he was too late...for the boy already made it to the other side.

As for the girl—she sadly turned away from the window. It was so disappointing that the only friend that she had ever made could spend as much time as he wanted to with her.

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