Where Fans Go To Die

Cole

I decided to sit in the corner, no dead body this time, but it is really cold. Felicite didn't take my makeshift arm warmers, so we're technically dead. I realize that I've never got to realize how the prisoners didn't revolt against the cause of this. It's just that we're not brave enough or we just don't care about the changes and accept them. Accept that we're criminals and we have all the rights to be beaten. Also, I find it quite stupid that only few are taken from death and put in a place where's it's not even nice enough to have much technology.

When we reach the barns, the two woman bring us out and walk us inside. It smells like hay. Felicite brings us upstairs to a twin sizes room with two queen sized beds. "Each room shares four people, but since there is only six people here and ten rooms, you don't have to share."

Avia gives me a grin as I notice her droopy eyes and a bruise on her forehead. I look for a bathroom, hoping for a pair of scissors and a mirror, which I do find. I grab a stool when a girl walks in on me.

"Er-hi." She says, her voice is really high pitched. She looks really familiar. "Cole?"

Um. How does she know my name? I place the trembling scissors down as I study her face. "S-Suzzie?" She nods and pulls me up from my sitting position. "Why are you here?" I ask, curiously.

"I was there," she rolls up her sleeve, revealing a number. Number one. "I was there for thirteen months. Starved. My cellmate just cared about himself. He usually would just take everything from me. I've always hated 2."

Suzzie is my cousin, she introduced me to all my fandoms and all we do and fangirl/boy together. She is the daughter of Bethany and Graham, but I really didn't think she would end up here. "So, which bed room are you in" I ask, more questions.

"I'm in the last one in the hall with Number 2957, her name is Viola Redwood."

She sits me back down and picks up the scissors, "so, your hair. How would you like it?"

I gesture it to about the center of my hair and she cuts. I rinse my back off and change again from the remaining clothes Felicite left on my bed. Suzzie walks to her room and I walk back to mine, looking human again. Avia sits on the bed to the right, staring at the ceiling when I walk in. She shoots up and tackles me to the ground. "Hi!" She says playfully and gets off.

"Well, someone's hyper today." I smile and stand up. "I'm happy we're not dead."

"I'm happy we're not dead either." She hugs me, standing on her toes.

"I met my cousin in the bathroom..." And an awkward silence. "She just cut me hair."

Avia sits back down, I follow her and she leans on my shoulder. I feel around and her pillow, a small package that is solid, hard. I turn my head and lift the pillow up. A small box addressed to Prisoners 7402 and 7403.