[h3]Brigit-Rose [/h3]

Brigit followed after the housekeeper irately asked the ones gathered to follow her. Andrew gave her a confused smile and a hug before turning away.

[color=8493ca][b]"You take good care of yourself, young lady. I wish to see you again, but in better shape."[/b][/color] he said before waving away. He then drove off with his colleague and Brigit was left alone, a few paces behind the others. There were a few others and a lovely kitten following the old lady.

She was taken to a large area with a lot of commotion, a rink of ice on the floor and a few cracks on the walls. This was a place where others like her tried to find a new beginning. She didn't feel like crying anymore. She saw another girl with flaming red hair and she silently walked upto her and sat beside her. Her prison clothes were dry and ironed with the words 'FELON' written in bold around the back. She felt that she may not be welcomed here but the kind officer seemed retty confident so she has nothing to complain. She kept her feet flat on the ground and slowly the ice around her started to vanish, being sucked in by her. 

The cold seemed to be emanating from the red-headed girl and it felt strangely comforting to Brigit. She looked around as some of the others were talking among themselves, just when the doorbell rang again. The look on the housekeeper sent shivers down her spine. There seemed to be a lot of people coming in today if all of the gathered had arrived this day.