Group B

It was a cold, dark place that smelled of mildew and rot.
It was a disgusting smell that lingered in the air and my clothes.
I was in a box going up.
The only thing I saw above me, were red lights.
Like a target.
I was approaching it a very high speed.
I gasped once I realized this and stumbled backwards, hitting the wall with my back.
I sank down to the floor and closed my eyes.
And with a loud bang and buz the box stopped.
The once dark box was greeted by warm sunshine.
I squinted at the light.
I made out faces of girls.
One of them jumped down into the box, and had her arms around my shoulders.
"Welcome to Group B, sister."
And in one small tug, I was out of the box, and into my new home.