[i]There was a building in the distance. It looked like a huge mirror, reflecting light into her eyes. She blinked until she got used to the brightness. She was floating towards it, slowly but definitely getting there. She didn't know what it was, but she felt like it would keep her safe. So on she went.[/i]

Mira woke up with a start. Guards had busted into her unit and were hauling her halfway through the room when she gained consciousness. Realizing what was happening, she began to pull away, trying to escape from their iron grip. She screamed at them. But they wouldn't let her go. They were nearly at the doors and Mira was panicking. Where were they taking her? What were they going to do to her? Why was she leaving her room? Questions bombarded her mind, her heart racing faster and faster. As soon as she took one step through the door, she went limp. The guards looked back in surprise but continued to pull her along. She heard bits and pieces of the recording and bits and pieces of the other prisoners' confusion. The next thing she knew, she was strapped into a chair in a new room filled with even more seats and lots of people.

[i]"They're taking you away!" "It's safe!" "It's dangerous!" "They don't like you!" "What are you going to do, girl?"[/i] A million voices echoed in her head, mixed with the noise around her.