Day 10

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I woke up groggily not used to these long nights and early mornings. I forgot to log the last few days, sorry about that. I had finished my designs and sent then up to the producers. I haven't gotten any word from them, but konor said that it was good my designs didn't get sent back down for scrap metal. I flipped over the covers cooking a quick breakfast; toast and eggs. I munched on the toast feeling my prickly chin with a small sense of pride. I threw on my uniform, brushed and headed down to the floor below my usual; Tracking. The elevator doors swished open that noise becoming more and more annoying as i heard it. I stepped into the airy room. I looked for a familiar face and was disappointed when i didn't see one. I decided to walk up to the closest person, a male with shaggy auburn hair. "Excuse me, first day i was wondering what i should do...". I trailed off knowing he wasn't listening. I sighed gustily he seemed a little shocked. "Oh- um- sorry- you are? No you probably already said your name...could you repeat..could you repeat what you said?' He said over correcting himself seeming embarrassed. I repeated the phrase and added a ,"i'm Laura Klune". "Tanor dranll", he held out a hand for a shake i politely declined. "The new trackers will just look around the bay today and like ya know, clean, help with animals, help send them to the lab, and to load some of the tranq guns. I nodded slowly taking in the information," i'll go help with the animals". He nodded seeming glad to get out of this conversation. I located the animals mostly by noise picking my way through the crowd to the other newbies. The others seemed as hesitant as i so i decided not to talk instead deciding to get water for the animals. The others followed quickly splitting the work between the 10 or so people half for water, half for food. I met only a few animals around five. The first was a fox who's head looked cracked. I slid the water and food in and it lapped it up appreciatively. The next two i repeated the process to a small black and white cat and a very startled horse. The fourth however, a dark grey wolf snapped at me snarling viciously. I tossed the meat into the cage. With a primal like fury the wolf ignored the meat sinking its foamed fangs into my hand. I looked at my hand which was smeared with my blood. Both blood loss and fright made me woozy. Stumbling over to a sink i washed it for any infection. Hearing concerned murmurs. "Are you ok?"
, Was blurred by the muffled snarls of the grey wolf as they attached a muzzle and of an emergency siren{i wonder who got hurt} i thought, mind blinking in and out of consciousness. I turned my head to the speaker ,"i'm..ffinne" dropping like a brick to the metal floors. Darkness swirled around me like the ocean my father used to take me to. Red clouded my dark waves it stung like my mothers scorn and drowned me like the stench of blood.

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