Chapter 8

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I was scared out of my mind. I sat, my knees pressed against my chest, wondering what was happening outside.
I drifted off to sleep, my body aching from being thrown in.
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I woke up, and the doors of the van were being opened. I was free! It was still nighttime, but I saw I was In a garage. The man, Harold, who was in a white suit, who I recognized to be a guard, grabbed my arm, and pulled me to the door to the main building. He opened the door, and escorted me in. It was a white building, with white doors that had numbers and  huge white boards and black markers on them. He brought me to a door, labeled 246, and he wrote something on the white board. He wrote:
Cassandra
Formerly known as: 146
Parents: Carla and Stephen
Job: Congresswoman
Felony/Crime/Mistake: Speaking To Her Enemy. Enemy Is not charged as Reporters first saw Cassandra talking to the enemy.
Reporters: Emerelda and Tayetta, Daughters Of The Creator
Trial: As a Congresswoman, Will get a Trial to decide if she will be sent to that.
Trial Time: 7:55 am
He threw me inside. He shut the door as soon as I fell in. It was a pure white room, with a few lights. Nothing else. Except for a white stool. I decided I needed a good night's sleep if I was to have a trial the next morning. I wondered if they also threw me in because of my hair. Nobody else had Red hair....I Ran my fingers through my hair. I yawned. I sat upon the stool, and went to bed.

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