chapter 3

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(Jenna dream)
Jenna finds herself in a aircraft plane with Missy. Tall stature, mild red hair, smooth purple jacket. Thin purple stiletto heels. Osgood medium stature white lab coat square rimmed glasses thick chunky black boots. Flashes of reality hit Jenna, unable to get her focus, drifting wildly. She hears a firm voice saying which ones are real or fake? These words should strike fear instead, confusion. Trying to outsmart the (friendly competition) whilst missy said “we assume we are going to win, to use and control the unit you must think”. Missy had been crying and clearly felt something for her captured hostage, and a heart of varied sorts. Ingrid saying in wavering, quaking tone: wake up Jenna, I miss you. 
Jenna pondered why everyone was telling her to wake up.  Also that they missed her.  Jenna pondered this as she ventured on, free of her captures.

(Reality )
Michelle and Ingrid walked into bright glairing lights, no change there, then, not even for their comrade. Pulling up a blue chair and leaning in close, Ingrid placed a firm grip on Jenna’s hand. Michelle lightly strokes Jenna’s hair tying it up into a ponytail. Moving close to Jenna’s ear Ingrid says: “which ones are real or fake?” Michelle paused voice full of fake false hope stuttering whilst missy said: “We assume we are going to win, to use and control the unit you must think. Wake up Jenna I miss you. “Ingrid gave a consoling look to Michelle, looking as if she wanted to cry. Ingrid’s words where wake up. Jenna I miss you, wake up soon. With that, Michelle sped off to the ladies’ room in a flood of disclosed tears. Ingrid hastily followed suit. The pair left soon after.

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