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     Immediately, I turn around and see a girl with long blonde hair. I search her hands for a knife, afraid that it might be another killer.

      "Hi," I say and sniff when I see that she has no knife, and that she is just another test subject.

      "What's wrong?" She asks me, looking around cautiously.

      "She's dead, they stabbed her in the leg and she bled out," I say and cry even harder.

      "I'm sorry," She says back, and then looks behind me.

      "Is she a killer?" A male voice from behind me says.

      "No, she's fine," The blonde girl responds, "But she was attacked, she has a bruise on her face and her friend was killed." She looks at the boy with a look that says to be careful about what he says, like I will attack if he says something wrong.

      I bring my hand up to my face, not realizing that I had been punched there. Anger fills my body as I realize that the only reason that Sophia died was because no one came to help-to save her. She didn't need to die, none of us needed to die. How many people have died already?

      "We need to move," I say, turning my grief into anger. "I don't want anyone else to die," I say, "There is no reason for any more deaths."

      "Who did you lose?" The male voice says again.

     "The only friend I ever had, the scientists didn't like me to make friends," I say.

      "They don't like us getting fired up; this is the first time any of us haven't been contained within walls.

      "Well we need to go find shelter," I say again.

      "Yea, by the way I'm Marcus," he says and smiles at me, "and that is Sarah."

      "Nice to meet both of you, now we need to go," I say starting to get agitated that I had to repeat myself so many times.

      Finally, they listen and we start to move, not going very far before getting to their camp, which is basically just their sleeping bags in the middle of a group of trees.

      "Crap," I say when I realize that I left my bag by the tree trunk when we got attacked. "I left my bag when I got attacked," I say to them.

      They stare at each other, not saying anything, but giving each other strange looks.

      When I see them side by side I realize that they look a lot alike, both have blonde hair with freckles.

      "Are you two related?" I ask them and they nod their heads in response.

      "They let us grow up in a double cell. We are the only siblings that were allowed to be together, we are test subjects A-96 and A-," Marcus starts but stops when he sees something behind me.

      Marcus and Sarah get up and look at me with fear in their eyes. Sarah nudges her head to try and motion for me to get up. I realize why when I hear a familiar voice.

     "Pocket full of posies." A raspy voice says.


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