Mo.

Thorn is a run down city in the midst of a thriving society of the unknown. Unknown, only to those who were not chosen to enter. People who were overlooked, thrown away, and forgotten. People like Mo.

Mo has no one. On the streets of Thorn, Mo stays to herself, surviving by herself and never asking for the help of others. She has rules and the most important is: Trust No One, for she knows all too well the stab of betrayal when you do not follow that one basic rule. However, something strange is happening around her and maybe being alone isn't what's best. After all, she's survived way too long to give up now.

"Mo, I don't think you understand!"

"Understand what?!" Mo screamed. Honestly she was tired and the last thing she wanted to do was understand a bunch of strangers talk about some society she wanted nothing to do with.

"You were never meant to be here, you've always been one of us and we always bring people like us home."

"Get out."