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prologue

I was on my way to the gardens with the other greens when the white noise came on, it was a slight pain at first but it slowly got worse. The sound, the sound was like 1000's of tiny bugs tearing and cluttering under your skin.

I fell to the ground screaming, the only thing louder then my scream was a girls two people in front of me. Where as mine was a wailing scream hers was brutal, almost barbaric. I tried my best to walk over too her but stumbled the two steps I made.

I fell right in front of her. She was smashing her head into the grass writhing in pain. My hand struck out to stop her head, she looked up at me in fear.

Our screams, melding into a symphony of pain. As soon as she stared at me I figured out why she was in so much pain, she was an orange, and in the whites of her eyes I could see mine, they were red but they weren't just red, they were part green, blue, yellow and orange.

We sat there for what could only be a second of silence until our screams continued, I grabbed her hand trying to give her my best look of hope, but with the daunting unconsciousness only seconds away it could have looked like anything.

Our distant screams being cut off as we pass out was the only thing I heard until I was thrown into new surroundings. It was as if I was in a gallery but the pictures were on a conveyor belt that was going 100 mph the only ones that stuck out to me were ones of her in her room.

I reached out to it and was sucked into it. It was only a few seconds of a memory but what I saw was the girl who I had no clue about on the top bunk, and I think ruby on the bottom. I saw the glazed over look ruby got as she touched her hand and when it stopped.

I didn't know what happened but Ruby was crying. I was flung out of that memory and back in the gallery like room. The one straight up ahead was not moving, it was huge, like what cinema screens use to look like big.

I stuck my hand out into it but it was like a fell down a hole with this one, like I was floating above, this time I understood what happened. The few parts of her memory that I saw was enough for me to feel a gut in my stomach.

I slowly felt her memories fade, and I saw a red and orange glow go into each other I then seemed to gain control and pull myself out of this memory. I stood up and the conveyor almost like memories were frozen.

I looked to my right and saw what looked like my memories. I tried to walk over but it was if a wall was set up at the edge of hers, when I tried to step through it I was chucked out of her memories.