As normally, I got taken by my arms and pulled into my cell. I let myself fall on the floor and sigh. 'How'd your simulation go?' Rachel asks. I sigh. 'Horrible. Well... Your sister was in it.' I say. 'Oh, that can't be good.' Rachel says. I nod. 'She was so arrogant. She hit me like... A thousand times...' I say. Rachel sighs. 'You are really afraid of her, are you?' She asks. 'Afraid?! No way! She just thinks that she is better.' I say. 'Well, I can't take it here anymore. Already found an escape plan?' Rachel asks. 'Maybe... When you get your next simulation... You could set off the alarm so all the cells would open. I mean, that thing is in the simulation lab.' I say. 'Okay, yeah I think I can do that.' Rachel says. 'Good. When is your next simulation?' I ask. 'Tomorrow.' Rachel says. 'Try it then. And run away if they try to catch you. I'll be sure that the backdoor is open.' I say. 'Good.' Rachel says. And then we stay quiet, cause a soldier is inspecting the cells.

'Nice to meet you again.' Sheila says. 'Yeah... Nice...' I say and lay down. As normally, they connect me with the computer. I lay back and close my eyes.

This time, I am into an ocean. The only thing I can do, is trying to push myself up. I look around. No land. Only water. Then, I see something from my eye point. A wave. It's big. I try to swim, but I am too late. The wave reaches my body and I get lift up. I try not to drown, but I won't succeed. My head gets underwater and my lungs squeeze together. Then, I decide to let it be. I take a deep breath in and let my body sink when my head is under water. I am drowning. I can see the surface above me, but all I can do is drown even more. I am not moving. I think I am about to pass out though. But I can't move. It's like my whole body is frozen. I close my eyes.

Then, I can breathe again. But, I am laying down on the streets. I hear voices. I slowly open my eyes. 'Lashell?!' A familiar voice says. Through my eye lashes I can see a girl. Brown hair. A guy. Brown hair. Another guy. Black hair. Wait... Black hair...?

'Lashell, please are you okay?!' The girl asks. Then I remember who she is. Her voice, her face... It's my sister Maysley. 'M-Maysley?' I ask. I see her nod. 'Yes, it's me Lash. Don't you worry. That soldier only hit you. We are gonna get you out of here.' She says. They pull me up. I don't know what is happening, but I just let it be. When I turn my head to the guy with black hair, I look at his face. I slowly start to remember his name. 'T-Trace?' I ask. He nods. 'Yes, yes it's me. Calm down, Lash. It's going to be okay.' He says. I couldn't believe it. How was Trace here? I breathe heavily. 'It's okay. We're there soon. I promise.' He says. Then, I close my eyes and let my body hang. The last thing I feel is the gravel under my body. And I think I fly. I fly away.

I sit straight up. Not caring about the tubes pulling my body. Tears have gotten into my eyes. I died in my simulation. Two times. They did for sure on purpose. I fall off the chair and pull off the tubes. 'Lashell, you are not done yet.' Sheila says. I crawl over the floor. 'I don't care!' I yell. Then I get an uncontrollable headache, out of nothing. But even though the headache, I stand up and throw an angry glare at Sheila. My mind explodes from the pain, and all I want right now is being dead. But, then I realize I shouldn't think like that. That there still is hope. I don't know where it came from, but it hurt like hell. I stare angry at Sheila, ready to attack. But I behave myself. 'Lashell, if you won't listen, terrible things would happen.' Sheila says. I crawl over the floor, and in the middle of the simulation room I lay down and look up. 'I said I don't care!' I yell. Sheila says something to the guard next to her. The guard walks into the room and points his gun at me. 'Lay down on the chair. Now.' Sheila says. But I shake my head. The guard shoots, but just past me. I lay down on my back and crawl backwards. 'Lay down!' Sheila says. I shake my head again and get up. I want to run over to the door, but the guard stops me and points the gun at my head. 'Okay. Fine. If you don't want it. Let's see what the creator of the simulations thinks of it.' Sheila says, and she lets her in. Her, the one who created the simulations... Her, who ruined Rachel's life. Jenna.

With an evil smile and a gun, Jenna walks in. She nods at the guard and the guard walks out. Now it's Jenna and me.

'If it isn't you. You just don't want to listen. Do you?' She asks. 'Yes. Yes, I want to. But I don't want to be just like one of your little slaves.' I say. Jenna laughs. 'You should watch out. I am a little bit aggressive today.' She says. I smile out of arrogance. 'Weren't you always like that?' I say. Her arrogant face switches with anger and she throws herself at me. She hits my face. My lip is bleeding, but I don't care. I also try to hit her, but she points her gun at me. 'You're not gonna shoot me. You'll need me.' I say. Jenna laughs. 'I don't need you. I have enough of your race.' She says. 'Well let's find out. Shoot me.' I say. Now I see the hesitation in Jenna's eyes. 'Already thought so.' I say. 'Listen, Lashell. Being arrogant around here isn't really worth it. I mean... People get hurt... You'll get... Hurt!' She says and during that last word she shoots me in my shoulder. I yell. Pain goes through my shoulder, fills my arm and my chest. I fall and my head hits the floor. I get dizzy.

Is it over yet?