Part two: just because we made it this far doesnt mean its fake

Sometimes I think that in our own… Gaggle? Maybe I'm the absolute weakest. I still cry over things I have no control over, its not that I want to its just I cant help it. Like today Mr. Bacon put me in a white room, with one very small window, I noticed it to see if I could escape to the world, the dream world I know. No, not dream world at all it was REALITY this wasn’t that, this was a sickly perverted version of making humanity morph before its time. But back on topic, I do feel the weakest because today we did the color simulation and I couldn’t remember where the color went because I never knew where it was or what color I was looking for. So, I would guess and get a few thousand or so vaults surging through my body, eventfully I started shaking and I could feel my hair standing up on end and I felt like I was having a seizure except something wasn’t wrong with my brain. I wished at that moment there was something wrong, maybe even if I died its not like anyone would care… Right? No, its wrong terribly horribly wrong, Ruka my sister would miss me, maybe the others. But then again why would they miss a weakling, I'm sitting here in my cage crying my silent tears waiting for my newly electrocutes skin to send another shock through my body, another spark of light to come flying off my body in my cage, because it was plastic. I thought maybe I was so charged up that I could start a lighting storm and make it destroy this place. I laughed to myself as the thought was this place going belly up would make all of us happier even the little girl next to me who had feathers growing out of her skin, and little pebbles on her face and arms. Then I also think they did something to her lungs because you could hear her breathing it sounded very labored but I think she made it through the day with the hope that they would escape. I also think she is blind because from what I can see of her she just stares. We used to talk but I think she was in so much pain that she stopped.

"Ella, I think we can make it out, I really do. Even with our pain and our sorrow if we make it to the other side then.. Then we will be free," I said to her smiling happy my thoughts were out of the doom and gloom gutter.

Right then I freaked out, their was silence where there once stood breathing, blinking eyes staring off into space were now glossy and discolored. Not meaning that they had no color they had just lost some. I tried to hold back my scream because I had just watched another person die. This didn’t make my shaking body any better, I screamed her name as the sparks in my cage flew, but then I stopped I simply didn’t have enough strength to get electrocuted once more time. She had died right before my eyes, I saw nothing where the world once stood. 'Rest in Peace Ella for you are in a better place, you always did deserve a better fate then this, I commend you for escaping it, with hopefully as little pain as possible."'

"Everyone I have a new conviction, I will get us all out of here. Maybe not only I it will take every one of you but… I will cry no more; I will never shed a single tear as long as I live. So, Lets start plotting for tonight out plans take flight," I said with so much malice intent that I bet if you opened up the dictionary and looked up "malice" their would be a girl in grubby tattered clothes with her black hair standing on end and with a golden eye and a dark blue eye.

Just as I said that exhaustion won the war and the dreams invaded and I fell deadly asleep. 'Night night sleep tight' I said in my dream. That night I think m dream was about a very lush jungle-thinger place called the Amazon.

Good Night,

Zoa

P.S Will someone tell me if they have seen Ruka, I miss my sister dearly and I cant seem to find her. I want to tell her my new found goal in life. I hope they havent hurt her to bad!